Sunday, October 03, 2004

First Fire

We had the first fire of the season in the hearth last night. The crackling logs and warm glow set me remembering Robin Wiiliamson and his rendition of ‘The Woodcutter’s Song’.

A long time since we met but here is Robin’s web site.
Robin - I hope you don’t mind me posting the lyrics up here ......

furthermore...

The Woodcutter's Song Words traditional English, music RW with fugal ideas by Chris Caswell 1978 Oak logs will warm you well That are old and dry Logs of pine will sweetly smell But the sparks will fly Birchs long will burn too fast Chestnut scarce at all sir Hawthorn logs are good to last That are cut well in the fall sir Surely you will find There´s no compare with the hard wood logs That´s cut in the winter time Holly logs will burn like wax You could burn them green Elm logs burn like smouldering flax With no flame to be seen Beech logs for winter time Yew logs as well sir Green elder logs it is a crime For any man to sell sir Surely you will find There´s no compare with the hard wood logs That´s cut in the winter time Pear logs and apple logs They will scent your room and cherry logs across the dogs They smell like flowers of broom But ash logs smooth and grey Buy them green or old, sir and buy up all that come your way They´re worth their weight in gold sir