Farewell, farewell to you, who would hear You lonely travellers all The cold north wind will blow again The winding road does call And will you never return to see Your bruised and beaten sons? Oh, I would, I would, if welcome I were For they love me, every one And will you never cut the cloth Or drink the light to be? And can you never swear a year To anyone of we? No, I will never cut the cloth Or drink the light to be But Ill swear a year to one who lies Asleep along side of me Farewell, farewell to you, who would hear You lonely travellers all The cold north wind will blow again The winding road does call December 1969, Richard Thompson. https://youtube/watch?v=XjaFX08_DPk
Posted on: Fri, 19 Dec 2014 13:52:13 +0000
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