Banks Of The Nile Fotheringay

Oh hark, the drums do beat, my love, no longer can we stay The bugle-horns are sounding clear and we must march away We're ordered down to Portsmouth and it's many is the weary mile To join the British

Banks Of The Nile (Alternate Take) Fotheringay

Oh hark the drums do beat, my love, no longer can we stay The bugle horns are sounding clear, and we must march away Were ordered down to Portsmouth, and it's many a weary mile To join the British army

Banks Of The Nile (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

Oh hark the drums do beat, my love, no longer can we stay The bugle horns are sounding clear, and we must march away Were ordered down to Portsmouth, and it's many a weary mile To join the British army

Late November Fotheringay

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 down.

Fotheringay Sandy Denny

How often she has gazed from castle windows o'er, And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall, With no-one to heed her call.

FOTHERINGAY Fairport Convention

How often she has gazed from castle windows o'er And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall With no-one to heed her call <Interlude> The evening hour is fading within the dwindling

Banks Of The Nile Sandy Denny

To join the British Army on the banks of the Nile. Oh Willie, dearest Willie, don't leave me here to mourn, Don't make me curse and rue the day that ever I was born.

John The Gun (Live / BBC Sounds Of The 70's, London / 1970) Fotheringay

guns they did go through me So now I shall never fall Ideals of peace are gold which fools have found Upon the plains of war I shall destroy them all '' Put away your guns of steel Death comes too soon

Winter Winds Fotheringay

Winter winds they do blow cold, The time of year, it is chosen. Now the frost and fire, And now the sea is frozen.

Winter Winds (Studio Demo) Fotheringay

Winter winds they do blow cold, The time of year, it is chosen. Now the frost and fire, And now the sea is frozen.

Winter Winds (Alternate Take) Fotheringay

Winter winds they do blow cold, The time of year, it is chosen. Now the frost and fire, And now the sea is frozen.

Inshalla Eskimo Joe

I'm back In third world traffic I'm dead amongst the static It's coming through my ears With a prayer mat at your feet And a smoke that tastes so sweet You can forget about the ones asleep If only

John The Gun Fotheringay

''My shadow follows me 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.

The Pond And The Stream Fotheringay

Annie wanders on the land. She loves the freedom of the air. She finds a friend in ev'ry place she goes. There's always a face she knows. I wish that I was there.

Restless Fotheringay

Born between a river and a railroad And restlessness has ruled me since I can't remember when There's something in the wind seems to call me like a friend I guess that I'll be on my way, on my way again

Too Much Of Nothing Fotheringay

Well, too much of nothing Can make a man fell ill at ease One man's temper might start to rise And another man's might freeze And there's a day of long confession We cannot mock the soul But when there's

Too Much Of Nothing (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

Well, too much of nothing Can make a man fell ill at ease One man's temper might start to rise And another man's might freeze And there's a day of long confession We cannot mock the soul But when there's

The Sea Fotheringay

D'you see the water and watch it flow And float an empty shell, And you think that I'm hiding from the island. You've a fault in your senses. Can you feel it now? Time? What is that?

The Pond And The Stream (Studio Demo) Fotheringay

Annie wanders on the land. She loves the freedom of the air. She finds a friend in ev'ry place she goes. There's always a face she knows. I wish that I was there.

Silver Threads And Golden Needles Fotheringay

I don't want your lonely mansion with a tear in every room All I want's the love you promised beneath the haloed moon But you think I should be happy with your money and your name And hold myself in sorrow

Silver Threads And Golden Needles (Alternate 2004 Ver.) Fotheringay

I don't want your lonely mansion with a tear in every room All I want's the love you promised beneath the haloed moon But you think I should be happy with your money and your name And hold myself in sorrow

Bold Jack Donahue Fotheringay

Come all you gallant bushrangers who gallop o'er the plains Refuse to live in slavery, or wear the convict chains Attention pay to what I say, and value if I do For I will relate the matchless tale of

Bold Jack Donahue (Live / BBC Sounds Of The 70's, London / 1970) Fotheringay

Come all you gallant bushrangers who gallop o'er the plains Refuse to live in slavery, or wear the convict chains Attention pay to what I say, and value if I do For I will relate the matchless tale of

Two Weeks Last Summer (Live 1970) Fotheringay

The dancing plants grow low Burning embers start to glow The pictures soon will fade Pictures that the flames have made Your hazy, wistful face Suddenly is gone without a trace Summer days I'll float

The Sea (Live) Fotheringay

D'you see the water and watch it flow And float an empty shell, And you think that I'm hiding from the island. You've a fault in your senses. Can you feel it now? Time? What is that?

The Sea (Demo) Fotheringay

Do I ever wonder You don't know You'll never follow, and I'll never show D'you see the water and watch it flow And float an empty shell And you think that I'm hiding from the island You've a fault in your

Two Weeks Last Summer Fotheringay

The dancing flames grow low Painting embers start to glow The pictures soon will fade Pictures that the flames have made Your hazy whisper fades Suddenly is gone without a trace Reminiscing summer walks

The Sea (Studio Demo) Fotheringay

D'you see the water and watch it flow And float an empty shell, And you think that I'm hiding from the island. You've a fault in your senses. Can you feel it now? Time? What is that?

The Sea (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

Do I ever wonder You don't know You'll never follow, and I'll never show D'you see the water and watch it flow And float an empty shell And you think that I'm hiding from the island You've a fault in your

Two Weeks Last Summer (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

The dancing flowers grow low Burning embers start to glow The pictures soon will fade Pictures that the flames have made Your hazy, wistful face Suddenly is gone without a trace Reminiscing summer walks

Bruton Town (Live Band Rehearsal) Fotheringay

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 care One night one night of restless slumber One brother

Bruton Town (2015 Ver.) Fotheringay

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 care One night one night of restless slumber One brother

Peace In The End Fotheringay

Come on Mary, Mary or you, John To which religion do you belong You and your lover, you and your friend Peace in the end What about me, me and my kind If we're unknown, are we left behind We have our lovers

The Ballad Of Ned Kelly Fotheringay

I don't know what's right or wrong But they hung Christ on nails But with six kids at home and two still on her breast They wouldn't even give her bail Oh Ned, you're better off dead You get no peace of

I Don't Believe You Fotheringay

I can't understand She let go of my hand An' left me here facing the wall I'd sure like t' know Why she did go But I can't get close t' her at all Though we kissed through the wild blazing nighttime She

The Way I Feel (Alternate Version) Fotheringay

The way I feel is like a robin Whoses birds have flown to come no more Like a tall oaktree alone and cryin' When the birds have flown and the nest is bare Now a woman Lord is like a young bird And

Wild Mountain Thyme Fotheringay

Oh, the summer's in its prime And the leaves are sweetly blooming And the wild mountain thyme All the mountains is perfuming Will you go lassie go And we'll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme

Wild Mountain Thyme (Live / BBC Sounds Of The 70's, London / 1970) Fotheringay

Oh, the summer's in its prime And the leaves are sweetly blooming And the wild mountain thyme All the mountains is perfuming Will you go lassie go And we'll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme

The Way I Feel (Original Ver.) Fotheringay

The way I feel is like a robin, Whoses birds have flown to come no more, Like a tall oak-tree, alone and cryin', When the birds have flown and the nest is bare.

The Way I Feel Fotheringay

The way I feel is like a robin Whoses birds have flown to come no more Like a tall oak tree, alone and cryin' When the birds have flown and the nest is bare Now a woman, Lord, is like a young bird And

The Way I Feel (Alternate Ver.) Fotheringay

The way I feel is like a robin Whoses birds have flown to come no more Like a tall oak tree, alone and cryin' When the birds have flown and the nest is bare Now a woman, Lord, is like a young bird And

The Way I Feel (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

The way I feel is like a robin Whoses birds have flown to come no more Like a tall oak tree, alone and cryin' When the birds have flown and the nest is bare Now a woman, Lord, is like a young bird And

Gypsy Davey (Live / BBC Sounds Of The 70's, London / 1970) Fotheringay

There was a gypsy came over the land He sang so sweet and gaily He sang beneath the wild wood tree And charmed the great lord's lady The lord he did come home Enquiring for his lady She's gone, she's gone

Night Boat To Cairo Madness

It's just gone noon Half past monsoon On the banks of the river Nile Here comes the boat Only half-afloat Oarsman grins a toothless smile Only just one more To this desolate shore Last boat along

The Ballad Of Ned Kelly (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

I don't know what's right or wrong But they hung Christ on nails But with six kids at home and two still on her breast They wouldn't even give her bail Oh Ned, you're better off dead You get no peace of

Eppie Moray Fotheringay

Four and twenty highland men Come from the Carron side To carry away Eppie Moray She would not be a bride, a bride Would not be a bride Out then came her mother for It was a moonlit night She couldn't

Eppie Moray (Live / BBC Folk On One, London / 1970) Fotheringay

Four and twenty highland men Come from the Carron side To carry away Eppie Moray She would not be a bride, a bride Would not be a bride Out then came her mother for It was a moonlit night She couldn't

Gypsy Davey Fotheringay

There was a gypsy came over the land He sang so sweet and gaily He sang beneath the wild wood tree And charmed the great lord's lady The lord he did come home Enquiring for his lady She's gone, she's gone

Nothing More Fotheringay

Oh the pearls that you hold in your hand They are beautiful to see, But you show them not to anyone, Not even me. For you are like the others, he said.

Nothing More (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

you've suffered Although you are still young Why was it you who'd not take help From anyone Oh it's true, it's very true, he said Some hard times I have known But I have always overcome them On my own Oh the