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 can you hear the cracklin' heart of the old pine wood Now everywhere that I may roam I'm greiving all the while from the valley where I long to be I wander in exile Go ye to the little black hill go again you will enough for me, enough for you in a glass of knockando 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
First Played: April 24, 2002 Ludlows - Columbus, OH
Last Played: July 5, 2003 Freedom Festival - Acme, PA
# Times Played: 2
% Played: 0.16 %
Shows Since 1st Played: 1237
Shows Since Last Played: 1102
1st set: 0
2nd set: 2
3nd set: 0
Encore: 0