Top Songs By Sandy Denny
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sandy Denny
Vocals
Richard Thompson
Electric Guitar
Gerry Conway
Drums
Pat Donaldson
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sandy Denny
Composer
Harry Robinson
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sandy Denny
Producer
John M. Wood
Producer
Richard Thompson
Producer
Lyrics
The summer was the reason
Why it took so long to see
That even if I do possess
Some seeds of honesty,
There is no garden,
So how come I have no land?
I shall be waiting here awhile
To see what comes to hand.
Misers mise and compromise;
I know what I have seen.
The wanderers are in the east;
That's where I should have been.
But I did not go there;
I couldn't find the way.
I do believe I made a try,
But I really couldn't say.
Oh, that wretched wilbur,
He keeps ploughing up the land.
He fights the battle thoughtfully
With roses in his hands.
But where is the fight now?
So play us your merry song.
The autumn, it has blown away,
And the winter, it is long.
Writer(s): Sandy Denny
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