Zephyr Wind
By Dana Robinson



Zephyr Wind
You play me like a fiddle
Zephyr Wind
With a dram and with a dream
Zephyr Wind
You tell to me a riddle
About the lazy willow
And why my darlin’ sings

Harvest Moon
So low on the horizon
Harvest Moon
So way up in the sky
Harvest Moon
You caught me in the middle
Suspended like a riddle  
Or a hawk upon the wing

This old valley whispers secrets
About the world that’s turning ‘round
But to hear ‘em you must listen
Until you cannot hear a sound

Zephyr wind
Hark the cows a distant lowing
Zephyr wind
Where the hyacinth are growing
Zephyr wind
Brings every moment fleeting
And joyful is the greeting
From a distant Zephyr wind