Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork And they whispered into
Performer SANDY DENNY
Make me a pallet on your floor Make it soft, make it low, so your woman don’t know Make me a pallet on your floor. Come all you good
He never knew he could stumble and go down. As he saw the buildings and the mountains crumble, Over the road he would take to the town. He said,
But you’re still here with me. All the world is sleeping by and by. Through the windowpane The frosted light is streaming in, Full moon sailing high across the
Not a word that passed between us comes to recall Just you shadow at the window as you pass on down the hall You never wanted me and never
I wonder why they’re always so surprised ‘cos every year it snows. Frozen images of snowploughs as they churn along the motorways. I haven’t had no boots to wear
Wherever I should chance to go”, John The Gun did say. ”If you should chance to meet me As I wander to and fro, Sad would be your day.
If your eyes are blue you know the rest Champagne if it’s very cool It’s never very formal how you dress For oysters by the swimming pool Then slip
Why tell the trees what ain’t so? Whispering grass, The trees don’t have to know. Why tell them all your secrets, Who kissed there long ago? Whispering grass, The
The answer came back and it was long. The house it was built by some man in a rhyme, But whatever came of his talented son? Who wrote me
And what have you got to say? Well I’m waiting, but I can’t stay long, It’s such a lovely day. There’s a time to be talking And a time
Primroses pale on a velvet green hue, Warm summer days by cool waterfalls, Like the music we hear, Those things we’ll always hold dear, Like an old fashioned waltz.
This train don’t carry no gamblers, this train, This train don’t carry no gamblers No crap shooters, no midnight ramblers, This train don’t carry no gamblers, this train. Chorus:
And the sunshine is awaiting for another sunny day. Breakers whisper to the shells upon the shore, And hear the seagulls they cry for more. And hear the gulls
Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me Before we get married some pleasure to see She got up behind him and away they did ride She got up
And I hated all others who spoke of her ill. And now she’s rewarded me well for my love, For she’s gone and she’s wed another. And I saw
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 long I’ve seen what was
I travel the land. There are no chains about me I am me own man. I can tell a fair old story which I’m sure ain’t no surprise Of
Keeping what we would win Orchids or tiny flowers Wooden huts or ivory towers Centuries or hours Dark are the winter days Holy in many ways Vaults of time
Water’s gonna overflow, Swamp’s gonna rise, No boat’s gonna row. Now, you can train on down To Williams Point, You can bust your feet, You can rock this joint.