verse 1 I had a glass of Knockando Ah yes I really did the flames that lived, they were blue as they recalled the red Had a glass of Knockando This is what I said You are the fire, the spirit fire, your soul is burning good can you hear the cracklin' fire of the old pine wood verse 2 Now everywhere that I may roam I'm greiving all the while from the valley where I longst to be I wander in exile Had a glass of Knockando This is what I said You are the fire, the spirit fire, your soul is burning good can you hear the cracklin' heart of the old pine wood verse 3 No can do what I dream of in the dark and bloody ground No can do good for you I'll see you all around Had a glass of Knockando This is what I said You are the fire, the spirit fire, your soul is burning good can you hear the cracklin' heart of the old pine wood verse 4 Go ye to the little black hill go again you will enough for me, enough for you and a glass of Knockando Had a glass of Knockando This is what I said You are the fire, the spirit fire, your soul is burning good can you hear the cracklin' heart of the old pine wood