Easter Snow-Christy Moore

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[00:00.00]Easter Snow - Christy Moore
[00:00.34]Written by：Christy Moore
[00:00.69]Oh the Easter snow
[00:06.10]It has faded away
[00:10.90]It was so rare and so beautiful
[00:29.72]Those days will be remembered
[00:35.59]Listening to the master's notes
[00:39.98]As gently they did fall
[00:45.57]Oh the music
[00:50.57]As Seamus he did play
[00:55.82]But the talking the mantle
[01:01.06]And turned it back to clay
[01:06.77]Oh the Easter snow
[01:12.20]It has faded away
[01:16.92]So rare and so beautiful
[01:35.63]To remember lost verses again
[01:40.84]He smiled at a roguish recollection
[01:46.13]While his fingers gripped the glass to stem the pain
[01:59.21]With a welcome he'd bid the time of day
[02:04.33]Many came when the last flakes were melted
[02:09.60]While it lay upon the ground we stayed away
[02:15.19]Oh the Easter snow
[02:20.44]It has faded away
[02:25.20]It was so rare and so beautiful