Scythe Song Dougie Maclean

I still remember when
I first watched him work the blade
It was down in the Buckney den
My questions tumbled and he said

Oh this is not a thing to learn inside a day
Stand closely by me and I'll try to show the way

You've got to hold it right
Feel the distance to the ground
Move with a touch so light
Until it's rhythm you have found
Then you'll know what I know

Oh wild are the ways we run
When at last untethered out we fly
Straight into the burning sun
Need no direction, no, not I

But it is not a thing to learn inside a day
Stand closely by me and I'll try to show the way

You've got to hold it right
Feel the distance to the ground
Move with a touch so light
Until it's rhythm you have found
Then you'll know what I know