They're Moving Father's Grave - The Clancy Brothers, Tommy Makem

I heard a curlew crying long

On a moor where wild winds blew

And the sound of his sad lonesome song

Made me feel lonesome too

Oh

Cold winter came and the moorland froze

The winds howled long and long

And often echoed through the snows

I heard that curlew’s song

Oh

Sweet sun-warmed summer came along

From greenleafed days of spring

I soon forgot the lonesome song

I heard the curlew sing

Oh