By Fr Gerard Garrigan.
In the land round Mickle Fell
I did not see the blooming heather
I did not see the black faced sheep
As I was told I would
But I did see you shedding tears
Which broke an angel’s heart in two
In the land round Mickle Fell
By Fr Gerard Garrigan.
In the land round Mickle Fell
I did not see the blooming heather
I did not see the black faced sheep
As I was told I would
But I did see you shedding tears
Which broke an angel’s heart in two
In the land round Mickle Fell