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Late November - Sandy Denny



     
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The wine it was drunk, the ship it was sunk
The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned
The birds they were clouds, the brides and the shrouds
And as we drew south the mist it came downThe wooded ravine to the wandering stream
The serpent he moved, but no-one would say
The depths of the waters, the bridge which distraught us
And brought to me thoughts of the ill-fated dayThe temples were filled with the strangest of creatures
One played it by ear on the banks of the sea
That one was found but the others they went under
Oh the tears which are shed, they won't come from meThe methods of madness, the pathos and the sadness
God help you all, the insane and wise
The black and the white, the darkness of the night
I see only smoke from the chimneys ariseThe pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me
He flew solo on the mercury sea
The dream it came back, all about the tall brown people
The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand

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A definitive figure in the history of UK folk, Sandy Denny (6 January 1947 – 21 April 1978) found fame with British folk-rock giants Fairport Convention, joining them in 1968. She sang lead on their epic album "Liege and Lief", and was responsible for helping to create their genre defining sound. Over the years she participated in many different musical projects and cut records with many of the artists within the English folk revival.

Read more about Sandy Denny on Last.fm.


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