I had a glass of Knockando
Oh yes, I really did
The flames I lit there was blue
As they recalled the red

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I had a glass of Knockando
This is what I said
You are the fire, the spirit fire
Your soul is burnin' blue
Can you hear the cracklin' fire
Of the old pine wood

Now everywhere that I may roam
I'm grieving all of the while
From the valley where I longst to be
I wander in exile

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No-can-do what I dream of
In the dark and bloody ground
No-can-do good for you
I'll see you all around

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Go ye to the little black hill
Go again you will
Enough for me, enough for you
And a glass of Knockando

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