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Lamp lighters lyric 10/23/2003

June 21, 2018
I remember as a child the men who would walk the streets of the Lowland's Vales lighting the lamps. They wore black tailcoats and very tall stovepipe hats. On top of the hats were thick, ornate candles and as they walked under the lamps, their flame would light the oil street lamps. They would si...
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