Tollund Man Songtext

I was sitting at the edge of the marsh
when the council came to bring me the news.
they handed me a bowl of cooked wild grasses and they
gave me the ceremonial shoes.

goodbye young danish women.
goodbye danish sky.
goodbye cold air I am going away.
goodbye goodbye goodbye
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