O my deir hert, young Jesus sweit, Prepare thy creddil in my spreit, And I sall rock thee in my hert And never mair from thee depart. But I sall praise
Red and gold, and halloween have passed us by, The charcoal branches lean against the rosy sky, You are so far away, yet I could touch you if I may, But
Oh babe, you are the one I love You are the one I'm thinking of You know it's still a long long way But I'll be home at the end of the day I'll sing
Like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, Like a knight from some old fashioned
The river flows, it flows to the sea Wherever that river goes that's where I want to be Flow river flow, let your waters wash down Take me from this road
I've been on the road, so long Been tired and broke, so long I've been to the south where the winds they were warm Travelling the road of no return, so
A sailor's life, it is a merry life. He robs young girls of their hearts' delight, Leaving them behind to weep and mourn, They never know when they will
Travelin' down that coaltown road, Listen to my rubber tires whine; Goodbye to buckeye and white sycamore, I'm leavin' you behind. I've been a coal miner
Lyrics (sandy denny version) Catch a boat to england baby Maybe to spain Whereever I have gone Whereever I've been and gone Whereever I have gone The
A box full of treasure and a golden comb I was surely give to you when the moon is [young? ] And christmas is in june. I will paint an evening of which
If she knew what I've seen while I'm watching Would she know where to smile, what to say? When she leaves from her book to be with me Where's her mind
who nearly died, but survived, Feeling no fear, of leaving their bodies here, And went to a room that was soon full of visitors- Chorus Hello minnie, moony, vicious, vicious, buddy holly, sandy denny
they have robbed our country of many's the handsome men They've robbed us of our sweethearts while their bodies they feed the lions On the dry and sandy
In bruton town there lived a noble man He had two sons and a daughter fair By night and day they were contriving For to fill their sister's heart with
Baby that preacher gave you spring In the window with his finger in the undertaker's wing Chorus Oh, cajun woman Some people still call you a queen I
Time stood dark and silent and the stars they gave no light I wandered in an endless dream, haunted by the night I saw four ghostly riders, the horses
The summertime's escaping and the carnival's away And the sunshine is awaiting for another sunny day Breakers whisper to the shells upon the shore And
We search for everything Keeping what we would win Orchids or tiny flowers Wooden huts or ivory towers Centuries or hours Dark are the winter days Holy
