Druid
A druid (Old Irish: druí; Welsh: derwydd) was a member of the educated, professional class among the Celtic peoples of Gaul, Britain, Ireland, and possibly elsewhere during the Iron Age. The druid class included law-speakers, poets and doctors, among other learned professions, although the best known among the druids were the religious leaders.
Very little is known about the ancient druids. They left no written accounts of themselves, and the only evidence are a few descriptions left by Greek, Roman, and various scattered authors and artists, as well as stories created by later medieval Irish writers. While archaeological evidence has been uncovered pertaining to the religious practices of the Iron Age people, "not one single artefact or image has been unearthed that can undoubtedly be connected with the ancient druids." Various recurring themes emerge in a number of the Greco-Roman accounts of the druids, including that they performed animal and even human sacrifice, believed in a form of reincarnation, and held a high position in Gaulish society. Next to nothing is known for certain about their cultic practice, except for the ritual of oak and mistletoe as described by Pliny the Elder.
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Walkin' Shoes
by: Tora ToraOh yeah aaallriiiight now
I've been up half the night
Tryin' to find out
Where this windin' road
Is goin' to lead me to
My little lady comin' home so late
She left me feelin' blue
She's been screamin' and cryin'
Every step of the way
And now it's what you hear me say
There's a thousand of other places
That I'd rather be
I've been checkin' on all the ?
That you see
I'm puttin' on my walkin' shoes
I tell ya baby, I'm not your fool
I'm steppin' out in my walkin' shoes
I tell ya baby, I'm leavin' you
I'm tellin' you
I'm gonna set things straight
Cause I'm tired of
Tryin' to understand
I'm the one who's girl
Gallivants all over town
With a mr. backdoor man
No more talkin'
It's time I start a walkin'
And now it's what you hear me say
There's a thousand other places
That I'd rather be
I'm here checkin' on all the ?
That you see
Chorus
My little lady
She makes herself crazy
She left me here all alone
No more talkin'
It's time I started walkin' out
And find myself a brand new home
There's a thousand other places
I'd rather be
I've been checkin' out all the ?
That you see
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I'm puttin' on my walkin' shoes
I tell ya baby, I'm not your fool
I'm steppin' out in my walkin' shoes
I'll see you later, cause I'm leavin' you