Winchester From St Giles' Hill Lyrics

Take the path to the top of the hill
follow the trail, look to the west.
Alfred had me made (or made me again).
Others came before, to Oram's Arbour

A river flowing from the chalkhills
through the water meadows and the open fields.
Walls were made and streets were laid down,
halls and houses, schools and churches.

The East Prospect of Winchester from the hill,
go high enough see further;
the making of England; the long song.
the story in the stones and the lie of the land.

A river flowing from the chalkhills through the water meadows and the open fields.
Walls were made and streets were laid down
halls and houses, schools and churches.

A river flowing from the chalkhills
through the water meadows and the open fields.
All you see is set out before you
all you need is walking beside you.
Walls were made and streets were laid down
halls and houses, tunnels and bridges.
A river flowing from the chalkhills
through the water meadows and the open fields.

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