Here are the words that Pisswell provided after her dramatic and memorable trail from the Warren House Inn. The coinciding of Winfield's passing the day after, caused a breakdown in the usual posting that Pisswell provides. My apologies for the confusion.
Please sing along to this tune
The Bangles - Eternal Flame (Official Video) - YouTube
Close your eyes, give me your hands, hashers
Do you feel the fire beating?
Do you understand? It’s the Warren Inn
Fires been lit for ever!
Is this burning an eternal flame?
I believe they’ve lifted their ban hashers
Best behaviour at down downs
Circle up with me
Can you see Pizwell? Can you see to Grimspound?
Or is that Birch Tor, heather clad, on trail?
( change of tune)
Some folklore
Deep inside the moor
Hairy hands at Postbridge
What the devil are cards for?
I don't want to lose this card game, oh no
Vitifer
Running through Tin mines
A whole trail of gulleys
A BB split is signed
I don't want to lose at cards here, oh no
( back to original tune)
Close your eyes, show me your hand, hashers
B’neath the tor your hearts beating?
Devils looking on. See those glowing eyes?
Or is that just a puma?
Are those eyes burning, an eternal flame?
Close your eyes, won’t see the snakes, hashers
Sweetie stop is there waiting
Chance to go on home, near the miners ruin?
Rest on on to Birch tor
Is the sunset an eternal flame?
Open eyes, look at the view, hashers
Can’t you feel your hearts beating?
Did you do the long? Did you see the bees?
Anyone been flicking?
Oh (no tarmac, (too tame!))
Getting dark, turn on your lights, hashers
As you run the two moors way.
Stop at Bennett’s cross. Safely made it back.
Scaredy cats all dreaming
Back to Warren and eternal flame
Dartmoor hash, give me your feed back hashers….
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