Who Knows Where The Time Goes - Fairport Convention

Fairport Convention

A rare and beautiful acoustic version from 1968, recorded by
Fairport Convention on BBC Radio

One More Chance - Fairport Convention {with Sandy Denny} (album version)

Fairport Convention

from the recording Rising For The Moon (1975)

Calling all olive branches and laid-off doves
There is work to do before we say good-bye.
But who can see them turning to the face of love?
Though I hear them pleading with me, Don't let us die,
As I sit, I can see their troubled souls wander by,
And I feel them leaning on my shoulder to cry,
Oh, oh one more chance.

The naked tree of winter seems to stand so proud,
Lording the poor mortal as he goes.
And the tears which well beneath his sombre shroud,
Will they fall with the shame of somebody who knows
He can never be like the thought of a rose
Whose beauty remains even though the bloom goes?
Oh, oh one more chance.

Oh is it too late to change the way we're bound to go?
Is it too late? Then surely one of us must know.

The naked tree of winter seems to stand so proud,
Lording the poor mortal as he goes.
And the tears which well beneath his sombre shroud,
Will they fall with the shame of somebody who knows
He can never be like the thought of a rose
Whose beauty remains even though the bloom goes?
Oh, oh one more chance.

[Sandy Denny]


(Copyright © 1975 Jardiniere Music)

Sandy Denny: vocals, piano
Trevor Lucas: vocals, rhythm guitar
Dave Swarbrick: vocals, violin, mandolin, dulcimer
Jerry Donahue: lead guitar
Dave Pegg: bass, mandolin, backing vocals
Dave Mattacks: drums

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Sweet Rosemary (Live)

Sandy Denny

from the recordings Sandy Denny: Live at the BBC (2007)

BBC Radio Radio One in Concert, Paris Theatre, London, host Bob Harris, rec. March 16, 1972, bc. March 25, 1972

My young man, oh he is so fine,
Sweet Rosemary did say.
She gathered flowers and she sang
All about her wedding day.

Oh when I was a lass at school
I looked out at the sky,
And now among the woodlands cool,
Gathering sweet primroses I.

I wish I was a little bird,
With wings that I could fly,
Then I would find my own true love,
And when he'd speak then I'd be by.

My heart would flutter like the wings,
Oh to see my own dear one.
And pretty words I'd like to sing
All beneath the morning sun.

Oh, my young man, oh he is so fine,
Sweet Rosemary did say.
She gathered flowers and she sang
All about her wedding day.

(Copyright © 1972 Warlock Music)

Sandy Denny - vocals and acoustic guitar

Like An Old Fashioned Waltz

Sandy Denny

from the recording Like A Old Fashioned Waltz (1974)

Roses are red, and violets are blue,
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.

When the moonlight shines down
on the Hollywood world,
And the heroine waits for her beau to return,
And violins play from behind garden walls,
How I'd love to remain with the silver refrain
of an old fashioned waltz.

As they dance round the floor,
and there's no-one else there,
and the world is no more and there's never a care,
by the perfect lagoon where the nightingale calls,
with only the moon and the nostalgic tune
of an old fashioned waltz.

Roses are red and violets are blue,
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,
Like an old fashioned waltz,
An old fashioned waltz.


(Copyright © Sandy Denny 1973)

Sandy Denny, vocals, piano
Danny Thompson, bass
Dave Mattacks, drums

Orchestral arrangement by Harry Robinson

Being a romantic at heart which I indicated before, I tried to capture the magic of an old Hollywood movie. Two dancers alone in an enormous deserted ballroom. But where does the orchestra hide? Notice when the strings come in!
- Sandy Denny

At The End Of The Day

Sandy Denny

originally found on Like An Old Fashioned Waltz (1974)
also to be found on A Boxful of Treasures (disc 4) (2004)


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 my songs just for you
And I'll bring my love home to you.
I can hardly wait to see your face again,
But I'll be home at the end of the day.

Just miles and miles of rosy sky,
I'll fall asleep by and by.
I'm crying now 'cos you're so far away
But I'll be home at the end of the day.

Oh babe you are the one I love,
You are the one I'm thinking of.
So many words I need to say.
You'll hear them all at the end of the day.
But I'll be home at the end of the day.

(Copyright © Sandy Denny 1973)

Sandy Denny, vocals, piano
Jerry Donahue, electric guitar
Richard Thompson, electric guitar
Pat Donaldson, bass
Dave Mattacks, drums

Orchestral arrangement by Harry Robinson

Anyone who has ever been away from home for a long time, and has felt a little homesick, will understand the sentiment behind this song. I wrote it on the plane journey home, after an extensive tour of the United States
- Sandy Denny

The Lady (live - 1977)

Sandy Denny
from the recording Gold Dust - Live at the Royalty 1977 (released 1998)

The lady she had a silver tongue.
For to sing she said,
And maybe that's all.
Wait for the dawn and we will have that song.
When it ends it will seem
That we hear silence fall.

The lady she had a golden heart,
For to love, she said
And she did not lie.
Wait for the dawn and we'll watch for the sun.
As we turn it will seem
To arise in the sky.

We heard that song while watching the skies,
Oh the sound it rang
So clear through the cold.
Then silence fell and the sun did arise
On a beautiful morning of silver and gold.

[Sandy Denny]

(Copyright © 1972 Warlock Music)

Sandy Denny; piano