The West Wind
Lyrics by
John Masefield
Alastair Lewis
Tenor
Its
a warm wind,
the west wind fall of birds cries,
I
ne - ver hear the west wind
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but tears are in my eyes.
For
it
comes from
the
west
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wind the
old
brown
hills,
and
Apr - ils
in
the
west
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wind and daf - fo - dills.
Its
a fine land the west land
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© Alastair Lewis
for hearts as tiredas mine, apple
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pple orch - ards bloss - om there,
and the air 's like wine.
There is cool green grass
there
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where men may lie at rest,
and the thrush-es are
in there flut - ing from the nest.
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Will
ye
not
come home bro - ther?
ye
have been long a - way.
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Its
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A - pril and
bloss
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om time,
and white is
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and white is
the
May
And
bright
is
the sun,
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broth
-
er,
And
warm
is
the
rain.
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œ nœ
œ nœ
Rain!
Rain!
Will
ye
not
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come
home
broth
-
er,
Home
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to
us
a
-
gain.
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The
corn is green
broth - er
where the rab - bits run,
Its
blue
sky and white
clouds,
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and warm rain and sun.
Its
song to a man's soul
broth - er,
fire to a man's brain,
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To hear the wild bees
and
the mer - ry spring a - gain.
Larks
are sing - ing
in the west,
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broth - er, a - bove the green wheat, So
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will ye not come home, broth - er, and rest your tir - ed feet?
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I've a balm for bruis - ed hearts broth - er, sleep for ach - ing eyes,
Says the warm wind, the
wind,
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full of birds cries.
It's
the
white
road
west - wards is
To
the green grass,
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the
road
I
must
tread,
the
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cool grass,
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and rest for,
and rest for
heart and
head.
To
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the
viol - ets
and the warm
hearts
and
the thrush
-
es
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œ nœ
song
œ nœ
Song!
Song!
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In
the
fine
land, the
west
land,
the
land
where
I
be - long!
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