Nick Siepmann - Lord Nomad Lyrics

A swift russet spectre slips out of the bushes
Shining like flame in the warm evening glow
Sharp-eyed and silent, pursuing my quarry
I am Lord Nomad and a-hunting I go

I'll bring home to my children fat pigeons and sparrows
Till their strength and their warm winter coats are full-grown
And soon these young princes will be running and fighting
And making this world all around them their own

I skulk through the twilight and sleep in the hedgerow
I roam and I ramble across my domain
The trees and the tarmac, the hills and the hollow
I am Lord Nomad and free I'll remain

Now some call me vermin and plot to destroy me
They try to entrap me with cages and snares
Or hunt me in secret with hounds and with horses
Defending the land they believe to be theirs

So I'll live by my wits like my father and mother
Staying one step from trouble as long as I may
There's a wild kind of freedom in a life on the margins
With nothing but fortune to stand in my way

I skulk through the twilight and sleep in the hedgerow
I roam and I ramble across my domain
The trees and the tarmac, the hills and the hollow
I am Lord Nomad and free I'll remain
Free I'll remain