Lyrics

Folk Festival
© Diccon Lee
www.deeleetree.com
deelee@deeleetree.com

There’s a place I’ll be going and it’s not far away
When the night falls soft at the end of the day

Pour a hot cup of coffee turn the radio on
Loose myself in stories of loving and life in song after song

At the folk festival come as you are
You can come solo or bring the whole choir
Sing a capella or strum a guitar
Come as you are come one and all to the folk festival

They will sing about ship wrecks, they will sing about war
They will sing about heaven and home spun folklore

They’ll be playing the guitar, and the sweet violin
There’ll be banjos and whistles and rumbling bass and high mandolin

At the folk festival come as you are
You can come solo or bring the whole choir
Sing a capella or strum a guitar
Come as you are come one and all to the folk festival

Now the show’s almost over, sing the last harmony
When next week rolls round, round, round, I know right were I’ll be

At the folk festival come as you are
You can come solo or bring the whole choir
Sing a capella or strum a guitar
Come as you are come one and all to the folk festival