The Hurlers - Seth Lakeman

Sunday morning

In the summertime

Over worship

We hurlers climb

Over mountains

Valleys deep

Bells were ringing

Round our feet

Come, take this morning

Cried the priest

For all good hurlers

Are the devil’s feast

He will curse you

Where you stand

Mark his circle

Upon our land

Oh hurler boys

Come on make your choice

He said oh, you hurler boys

Come on make your choice

Where you stand

Where you stand

Bold, brave and strong

We ran the day

'Til thunder rolled in

With silver rain

Through our fingers

Down our backs

The curse was rising

We were trapped

Oh hurler boys

Come on make your choice

He said oh, you hurler boys

Come on make your choice

Where you stand

Where you stand

Tall, straight and stubborn

We faced the sky

That lightning pierced us

Our voices cried out

Bodies silver

Our hearts of stone

We make no shadows

We stand alone

Oh hurler boys

Come on make your choice

He said oh, you hurler boys

Come on make your choice

He said oh, you hurler boys

Come on make your choice

He said oh, you hurler boys

Come on make your choice

Where you stand (you hurler boys)

Where you stand (you hurler boys)

Where you stand (you hurler boys)

Where you stand (you hurler boys)

Where you stand

Where you stand