{"id":1448,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/the-exile"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"the-exile","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/the-exile\/","title":{"rendered":"THE EXILE"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>He came in the mist of a cold winter&#8217;s morning<br \/>\nDown from his horse and he knocked on the door<br \/>\nThe eyes that looked out they were darkened by terror<br \/>\nHe could see on his face the ill tidings he bore<\/p>\n<p>It is not my will but the will of the master<br \/>\nYour thatch will be burned if you be not away<br \/>\nBy sundown this evening with all your possessions<br \/>\nTo find a new home ere the breaking of day<\/p>\n<p>For these are my orders, the stones must be scattered<br \/>\nThe white coated sheep now must rule in the Glen<br \/>\nNo room now for pity for mothers or children<br \/>\nThe lusting of gold is the target of men<\/p>\n<p>But where can we go, those who&#8217;ve never known other<br \/>\nThan the Glens of our birth neath the high mountain snow<br \/>\nTo cross the wild ocean would tear at our half boots<br \/>\nBut fate has decreed it, it must be so<\/p>\n<p>Across the wild sea we must go for our lives now<br \/>\nTo build a new home on the far distant shore<br \/>\nBut ever and ever the heartbeats are Highland<br \/>\nAnd to sigh for the Glens that will see us no more<\/p>\n<p>But fate is not heartless and new hearts are kindly<br \/>\nA fragment of Scotland will ever remain<br \/>\nThough oceans divide us our children will span them<br \/>\nAnd stand in the thyme and the heather again<\/p>\n<p>But fate is not heartless and new hearts are kindly<br \/>\nA fragment of Scotland will ever remain<br \/>\nThough oceans divide us our children will span them<br \/>\nAnd stand in 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