Luke Kelly sings “The Night Visiting Song.”
I must away now,I can no longer tarry,
This morning’s tempest,I have to cross,
I must be guided,without a stumble,
Into the arms I love the most
And when he came to his true love’s dwelling,
He knelt down gently,upon a stone,
And through her window,he whispered lowly
Is my true lover within at home.
Wake up,wake up love it is thine own true lover,
Wake up,wake up love and let me in,
For I am tired love and oh so weary,
And more than near drenched to the skin.