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One day a funny kind of man
Came walking down this street
He wore a shoe upon his head
And hats upon his feet,

He raised the shoe and smiled at me
His manners were polite
But never had I seen before

Sunny day while away the afternoon
Cutting nettles that are hiding petals pink
>From the river drink.
Bluebells, wood dells where dwells a squirrel
Who slinks along branched patterns heightens call of coaltit small
Hover over river.
Diving, writhing, gnattring chiff chaff chattering
Woodpecker staggering hammering

The continent of Atlantis was an island
which lay before the great flood
in the area we now call the Atlantic Ocean.
So great an area of land, that from her western shores
those beautiful sailors journeyed
to the South and the North Americas with ease,
in their ships with painted sails.

From the album fairytale

Walk along and talk along and live your lives quite freely
But leave our children with their toys of peppermint and candy.
For seagull I don't want your wings,
I don't want your freedom in a lie.
Your thoughts they are of harlequin, your speeches of quicksilver,
I read your faces like a poem, kaleidoscope of hate words.

Interview 1:02
Jennifer Juniper Jupiter 2:49
Lalena 2:49
As I Recall It 2:23
Young Girl Blues 5:52
Entertaining Of A Shy Girl 1:51
Interview 0:54
Hurdy Gurdy Man 3:35

Can a cat think
I think so
She asked me
Do I wanna go

To a beatnik café where the lights are low
The music is cool and the chicks are slow
Poet in a beret as the sax he blow

As a pilgrim I did go
To a land that I did know,
To the shores of Trist la Cal,
To see if I still felt
The same.
And the sun blazed madly insane,
But the seagulls they have gone,
The seagulls they have gone.

Been a-lookin' for a good girl,
But it's taking time.
A-been a-lookin' for a good girl,
A-one to please my mind as well as my time.
I've been singing in the evening,
Flying through the night.
But I hurt my good gal,
I hope she makes out right,

From the album slow down world

Kiss me sweet lover
And linger long in ecstasy.
Mingle our fluids,
Flirt let me flame thee.
Come into my parlour,
Come sip but a droplet

From the album essence to essence

For every boy there is a girl,
For every dream there is a real world.
For every lip there is a kiss,
For every cheek there is a caress.
Take off those clothes,
They're strangling you,

The long gone breezes are blowing down the sky
From my window to the street, I cast my weary eye
Everything is quiet in the lonesome dusky night
I'm feeling so alone in the darkness of my night

I remember the days when the sun was warm with love
Softening as the day grew old in dazzling streaks of gold
Now my days are meek, the sunset's the cruelest time

D Fm# Em A D
Hm Fm# Em A D

Brother Sun and sister Moon
I seldom see you seldom hear your tune
Preoccupied with selfish misery

Brother wind and sister air

I hate to leave you grieving, darling
It's the only way to set us free
I know I leave you with a heart full
I can feel your pitiful plea.

Bye bye, girl, bye bye, girl, I gotta go
Your lovin', my lovin', never never grow.

Can ye dance with silver moonsteps
On the love couch of the sand ?
I will sing and play a fairy reel
Upon a swany lute
A tale of silver sandals
And an elf who loved to fish
For the twinkles in the evening waves
With an oaken dish

In the chilly hours and minutes,
Of uncertainty, I want to be,
In the warm hold of your loving mind.

To feel you all around me,
And to take your hand, along the sand,
Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind.

Here I stand acting like a silly clown would,
I don't know why Would anybody like to try
The changes I'm going through ?
A hidden lie would fortify
Something that don't exist
But it ain't so bad, I'm just a lad,
So many more things to do,
I intend to come right through them all with you.

Should you wander this land to the North,
And few seldom do,
Should you follow the song of the gull
To enchanted western isles,
Coax a fisherman to take you out
Where the silky seals are seen,
Hear the stories that they tell about
The maiden who is their queen,

Ye sons of Britain
Who once were free
Ye now are slaves to factory
Those who walk the path of mole
Expect in time to kill thy soul

look

From the album slow down world

Some of us believe in communism,
Some of us believe in capitalism,
Some of us believe in spiritualism,
Some of us believe in materialism
Some mothers believe in heavy dandy,
Some fathers believe in understanding.

Yellow is the colour of my true love's hair,
In the morning, when we rise,
In the morning, when we rise.
That's the time, that's the time,
I love the best.

Blue's the colour of the sky-y,
In the morning, when we rise,

Ally bally bally bally be
Sittin' on yer mamy's knee
Greetin' for a wee baw bee
Tae buy some COULTER'S CANDY

Poor wee baim yer lookin' awfull thin,
A' yer jaw is aw drawn in
Could it be wi sookin'

My love she's a flower
Perfuming the air where'er she blooms,
With her silk and her incense
Harmonising hotel rooms.
Dark-eyed blue jean angel,
Red Egyptian hair,
Dark-eyed blue jean angel,
Watch the people stare.

Seek ye the mystery through all this energy
To set your soul bird free from deathless delight.
There are so many ways, forms upon which to gaze,
Live in a divine daze of deathless delight,
Deathless delight, deathless delight.

There may be so many, many pains,
Till of old the golden goal you gain.

Freedom fighters, speak with your tongues,
Sing with the might of the wind in your lungs.
Do you hear me now ? Do you hear me now ?
Peace loving women, single or wed,
Give thanks for the mercy of a child with one head.
Do you hear me now ? Do you hear me now ?
My mama told me, papa said it, too,
Son, the world's divided and you know your cause is through.

On A Wagon Bound For Market,
There's A Calf With A Mornful Eye,
High Above Him There's A Swallow,
Winging Swiftly Through The Sky.

How The Winds Are Laughing,
They Laugh With All Their Might,
Laugh And Laugh The Whole Day Through,

Walking in the seashore twilight,
It's then you spy carnival lights,
You slowly near the magic sight,
Tangerine sky minus one kite.
Take time an' tie your pretty hair
The gypsy driver doesn't care
If you catch your hair in the ferris wheel on top,
In the ferris wheel on top.

Get your bearings, know your time.
Don't you worry, weather's fine.
All the world knows what I'm saying,
All the world knows what I'm saying,
The world knows fine well.

Get together, work it out,
Simplicity is what it's about.

I went up for my interview on the fourth day of July.
First old man he questioned me until I nearly cried,
Made me fill in forms until I shook with fear
About the colour of my toilet roll and if my cousin's queer.

CHROUS:

Here's your goldwatch and the shackles for your chain

Guinevere of the royal court of Arthur
Draped in white velvet, silk and lace.
The rustle of her gown on the marble staircase,
Sparkles on fingers, slender and pale.
The jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps
Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domain.

Maroon-coloured wine from the vineyards of Charlemagne

Standing by the Everyman, digging the rigging on my sail
Rain fell to sounds of harpsichords, to the spell of fairy tale
The heath was hung in magic mists, enchanted dripping glades,
I'll taste a taste until my mind drifts from this scene and fades
In the night time
Crystals sparkle in the grass, I polish them with thought
On my lash there in my eye a star of light is caught
Fortunes told in grains of sand, here I am is all I know

Little pebble upon the sand
Now you're lying here in my hand,
How many years have you been here ?
Little human upon the sand
From where I'm lying here in your hand,
You to me are but a passing breeze.
The sun will always shine where you stand
Depending in which land

There were three brothers in merry Scotland,
In merry Scotland there were three, aye,
And they did cast lots which of them should go,
Should go, should go, should go, aye,
And to turn robber all on the salt sea,
To turn pirate all on the salt sea.

The lot of it fell first to Henry Martin,,

Hi, it's been a long time, you're looking fine,
Proud as any woman should be, proud of womankind.
My, your hair is longer now, it's prettier by far,
Hope you don't feel too unusual riding in my flash car.
Hi, it's been a long time, you're looking good,
Proud as any woman should be, proud of womanhood.
Changes, many I've been through, pretty much like you,
Now as then I feel it would be pretty to touch you.

Homesickness, it is driving me out of my mind,
Homesickness, it is driving me out of my mind,
Homesickness, it is driving me out of my mind.
Homesickness tour-sick,
Homesickness tour-sick, tour-sick.
Home cooking, you know it treats ma belly kind,
Home cooking, you know it treats ma belly kind,
Home cooking, you're driving me out of my mind.

HOW SILLY The politician look
Wearing his public smile
Trying to hide his incapacity
When it's sticking out a mile
With his papier mache wife
And his papier trashy life
If he sees himself as the man for the job
His mirror's telling lies.

Thrown like a star in my vast sleep
I open my eyes to take a peep
To find that I was by the sea
Gazing with tranquillity.
'Twas then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man
Came singing songs of love,
Then when the Hurdy Gurdy Man
Came singing songs of love.

Do you have a shirt that you really love,
One that you feel so groovy in ?
You don't even mind if it starts to fade,
That only makes it nicer still.
I love my shirt, I love my shirt,
My shirt is so comfortably lovely.
I love my shirt, I love my shirt,
My shirt is so comfortably lovely.

I love you baby
Ohhh
I really do
You don't have to think baby
I'm givin' all my love to you

When you're down in trouble just call on me
I'll set you free and easy

Come take a look with me in an old fashioned picture book.
Patience, the girl we see on the sand with the squint and parasol low.
Sweethearts are sewn 'tween the cloth of her cuff,
A shell in her little tight hand; soon she'll be going away
With her bottle of sand tomorrow from the shores of yesterday.
Come see her move and be in our old fashioned backward look,
Just like an old movie, talking and real like when it was took.
Bats, balls and Tomboys, cheeky and gruff,

Everyday people like, you and me
Just want to live naturally
Time told you, and you told me
Nothing gonna get us down
Can't you see

I said
If it don't matter to you

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun

Jennifer Juniper lives upon the hill,
Jennifer Juniper, sitting very still.
Is she sleeping ? I don t think so.
Is she breathing ? Yes, very low.
Whatcha doing, Jennifer, my love ?
Jennifer Juniper, rides a dappled mare,
Jennifer Juniper, lilacs in her hair.
Is she dreaming ? Yes, I think so.

In the tiny piece of coloured glass my love was born
And reds and golds and yellows were the colours in the dawn.
Night brought on its purple cloak of velvet to the sky
And the girls go willing spinning on Jersey Thursday.

In the tiny piece of coloured glass my love was born
And reds and golds and yellows were the colours in the dawn.
Night brought on its purple cloak of velvet to the sky

We're sailing away to the sleepy lagoon
By the light of the stars, by the shine of the moon,
And mermaids are singing a sweet lullaby
And kissing babies as they sail by.
La Moora, La Moora, soft as a sigh,
Kissing the babies as they sail by.
La Moora, La Moora, soft as a sigh,
Kissing the babies as they sail by.

(Organ and guitar intro)

'H, when the sun goes to be-e-ed -
That's the time you raise your he-e-ead -
That's your lot and life, Lale'na,
Can't blame ya, Lale'na...

Arty Tart, la-dee-da-a-a,

When the sun goes to bed
That's the time you raise your head,
That's your lot in life, Lalea
Can't blame ya, Lalea.
Arty tart, ladeda,
Can your part get much sadder ?
That's your lot in life, Lalea.
Can't blame ya, Lalea.

LEGEND OF THE GIRL CHILD LINDA

I will bring you gold apples and grapes made of rubies
That have shone in the eyes of a prince of the breeze.
Bright cascading crystals, they danced in the sand dunes
On the beach of no footprints to harpsichord tunes.

A throne of white ivory, a gown of white lace

La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la
It's not easy when your life has broken down
To find solace in a world of pain.
It's not easy to pick up your broken heart
And start all over again.

From the album fairytale

Once in a town in the black forest a little white toy-shop stood.
And the little tin soldier with only one leg lived in a castle of wood.
And across the room on another shelf stood a little glass case,
And a tiny ballerina lived in there all in her dress of lace.
And from where the little tin soldier stood they could see each other so clear
And the little tin soldier watched over her with a love that was so dear.

I danced in the morning when the world was begun
I danced in the Moon and the stars and the Sun
I came down from Heaven and I danced on the Earth
At Bethelehem I had my birth:

Dance then, wherever you may be
I am the Lord of the Dance, said He!
And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be

Lord of the Reedy River
She fell in love with a swan
Her eyes were filled with feathers
He filled her with song
In the reedy river
In the reedy river

She in her boat long hours

Timothy took his time to school,
Plenty of time he took.
But some he lost in the tadpole pool
And some in the stickler back brook.
Ever so much in the linnets nest,
And more on the five-barred gate.
Timothy too his time to school,
But he lost it all and was late.

What was I to do? Down day.
Nothing I could do - no way
For the sun don't shine in my life since you took your love away.
I can't go on...
Without your heart
Within my own, Misty Maiden

I am filled with love for you

Mad John came down from Birmingham very hastily
And from Borstal he had ran
He made it down to Torquay
Good boy Mad John

Mad John holed up
In an allotment shed by a railroad siding
In came the man for the watering can

Donovan
Mellow Yellow

I'm just mad about Saffron
Saffron's mad about me
I'm just mad about Saffron
She's just mad about me

Where are you going, oh wind of the morning,
Your slippers are showing and you're still yawning
To waken the wee ones, to tickle their lashes,
Breakfast of milkbuns, toy spoons and splashes.
Good morning, Mr. Wind,
Good morning, ,
Where are you going ?
Where are you going ?

I drink sweet wine for breakfast,
I slept about an hour or so
Smiled a little in the silence deciding on where to go.
"Meet me under the whale in the Natural History Museum,"
I think that's what she said, a little bit sad about having to leave them.
Yawning in the sun, like a child I run.
But don't do it if you don't want to,
I wouldn't do a thing like that.

Now, it makes no difference what you do, I love you, babe.
Well, I need your love, I need it bad, oh deed I do.
Now, you don't believe me when I say I love you, babe.
I wanna know the score, all I want is more, oh deed I do.
I wanna lay you down, prove to you I love you, babe.
I wanna turn you on to my lovin', babe, Oh deed I do.
I got the blues like a Gypsy Dave never has, babe.
I got a jealous dream of losing you, oh deed I have.

The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are, you are, you are,

Leitch

I'm held in high opinion
In many a King's dominion
From the snowy North to sunny South
I set the royal feet a tappin'
And the poor people clappin'
Every door lies open to my song

Walking, talking along a lonely shore
With your hair blowing soft on the breeze
I do dream you into my life
Gift me your love if you please

Please don't bend my heart
Made of glass
I can't promise to be here for you

Better get into what you gotta get into
Better get into it now, no slacking please
United Nations ain't really united
And the organisations ain't really organised

Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone
Riki tiki tavi mongoose is gone
Won't be coming around for to kill your snakes no more my love

SADNESS

Sadness is in your eye
Who could have made you cry?
My lullaby
Roll along the sleepy dream, deep
Roll along the sleepy dream, deep

Salvation Stomp

When I heard that crazy music comin' out the scene,
That achin', shakin' shuffle down along the Mississippi Queen
That rough and randy off-beat, and that funky bass,
That slinky, snakey, kinky licorice sticking up the place

Couldn't keep my feet from jumping â??

The sun was going down behind a tattoo tree
And the simple act of an oar's stroke put diamonds in the
sea
And all because of the phosphorus there in quantity
As I dug you digging me in Mexico

There in the Valley of Scorpio beneath the cross of jade
Smoking on a seashell pipe the gypsies had made

When I look out my window,
Many sights to see.
And when I look in my window,
So many different people to be
That it's strange, so strange.
You've got to pick up every stitch,
You've got to pick up every stitch,
You've got to pick up every stitch,

From the album donovan

They grew right through the whole damned thing
>From the beatnik beginning
Pissed and Pilled and Puffed and Pricked
Down the highway of oblivion
As we dug the Rockin' Insects and
Moved to Mama-Mandrex

From the album donovan

All you have to do is write a song
Not too smart now and not too long
Easy to listen to hard to forget
Then we'll cut it and press it
Release it while the words are still wet
All it really takes is to link a few lines

Cat's a-sleeping in the sun,
Eyes take heed the colours call.
Sunlight patterns touch the wall,
Red kerchiefs sail and fall,
Cat's a sleeping in the sun.
Dragon kite in the sky,
Wheel and turns, spin and fly,
Attacked by rooks and never fail

Sun, the earth is turning
it's turning round
and love is the access
but they chop the tree down
all the proud trees are standing
as green as the sky
as green as the greenstone
that makes seabirds fly

Sunshine came softly through my a-window today,
Could've tripped out easy a-but I've a-changed my ways.
It'll take time, I know it but in a while
You're gonna be mine, I know it, we'll do it in style,
'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine.

I'll tell you right now,
Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find,

You see this kind of chick in every town.
Whenever there's a scene she's always hanging around
She's so naïve and innocent, stares at to it all
She's only fourteen but she knows how to draw.
Supergirl, supergirl.
Supergirl, supergirl.
Supergirl She's my supergirl and I love her
Supergirl She's my supergirl and I love her

I strolled into a deserted seaside café
All on a winter's day.
I ordered up a cup of rich brown steaming tea
>From an old lady.
What happened to you, man, you used to be so free,
Now all you do is sit and dream
Of a fay girl green
By a mountain stream.

A day once dawned,
As sleepers yawned
A day of leaves so green-i-o
That a man rode high
In the tinker’s sky
And begged me to go running-o
And follow the path of the Gypsy-o

I'll sing you a song,
Paint you a painting,
Dance you a dance
While you're waiting.
What shall it be,
Chocolate or soda ?
I'm having tea,
Do speak louder.

Oh, the drums are so mournful
My dear, oh, my love
As my thoughts they are turning your way
Where are the eyes
I beheld with my own
On that long ago lazy day?

Dead are the leaves

spring has showered far her drip
splash and trickle running,
plant has flowered in the sand
shell and pebble sunning;

so begins another spring,
green leaves and of berries,
chiff-chaff eggs are painted by

From the album slow down world

It was up some laughing river where I'd gone to spend the day.
I had such fantastic visions I could hardly stand to stay.
And I stood within myself and suddenly felt free,
And I stood above the burdens that puzzle you and me.
I became awareness that was shared with all around,
With the trees, the sky, the flowers, and the wind, the sun, the ground.

My father cut his toe off
In a rotary lawn mower
And my mother burst a blood vessel
When my younger brother went to jail
So I told her not to worry
Not to get in such a flurry
We're just an ordinary family

Why veil the sun?
Why darken the water?
'Thy will be done' if you think you ought to.

No one can see you when you're on your own.
No one can be you.
Take your time don't hurry;
It's alright don't worry!

The sun is a very magic fellow
He shines down on me each day-ay-ay-ay.
The sun is a very magic fellow
He shines down on me each day-ay-ay-ay
He shines down on me each day.
The wind is a very fickle fellow
He blows all my dreams away-ay-ay-ay.
The wind is a very fickle fellow,

On the windy beach the sun is shining through with
Weather fair
White horses riding on the seas pasture onto the
Sand
Over the Dunes came a travelling man
Sack on back Wild flowers in his hand
Old rusty cans, pebbles 'bedded in the sand stand
And stare

We was a-d-d-d-drivin' d-downtown L.A.,
About a-midnight hour
And it almost b-b-blew my mind,
I got caught in a coloured shower.
All those lights were t-t-twinkling on Sunset,
I saw a sign in the sky
It said, "T-t-t-trip a t-trip, I trip, trip,"
I couldn't keep up up if I tried.

Let me tell you the story of a soldier named Dan
Went out to fight the good fight in South Vietnam
Went out to fight for peace, liberty and all
Went out to fight for equality, hope, let's go

And the war drags on

Found himself involved in a sea of blood and bones

The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is
The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
The caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within
Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain

there is an ocean of vast proportion
and she flows within ourselves.
to take dips daily we dive in gaily,
he knows who goes within himself.
the abode of angels, the mystical promised land,
the one and only heaven, the god of man
is but the closing of an eyelid away.
there is a silence of pure excellence

I can see you now asleep in the heavy, heavy night
With a single sheet covering brown skin and white
Hear you breathing soft and low, perfuming the air
With your tiny fingers gently sleeping in your hair.

So many miles away am I, yet I can see you plain
I must look at you within myself till I see you again
I see you again.

When you're feeling kind of lonesome in your mind
With a heartache followin' you so close behind
Call out to me as I ramble by.
I'll sing a song for you,
That's what I'm here to do,
To sing for you.
When the night has left you cold and feeling sad,
I will show you that it cannot be so bad.

Your smile beams like sunlight on a gull's wing
And the leaves dance and play after you
Take my hand and hold it as you would a flower
Take care with my heart, oh darling, she's made of glass

Your eyes feel like silence resting on me
And the birds cease to sing when you rise
Ride easy your fairy stallion you have mounted

Album: "Fairytale" - 1965

He is five foot two,
and he's six feet four,
he fights with missiles and with spears
He is all of thirty-one,
and he's only a seventeen,
he's been a soldier for thousands years.

Father of all things mother of life
Soothe and ease our human fright
Mary in mercy Jesus in joy
Please will you help us win this fight

There's a shape in the sky beckoning me
There's a sound in the wind calling
There's a song to be Sung for glory

Colour of sky Prussian blue,
Scarlet fleece changes hue,
Crimson ball sinks from view.

Wear your love like heaven (wear your love like)
Wear your love like heaven (wear your love like)
Wear your love like heaven (wear your love like)
Lord, kiss me once more, fill me with song, Allah,

The days of wine and roses are distant days for me
I dream of the last and the next affair and of little girls
I'll never see

And here I sit the retired writer in the sun
The retired writer in the sun, and I'm
Blue, the retired writer in the sun

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe,
Sailed on a river of crystal light
Into a sea of dew.
"Where are you going, what do you wish ?"
The old moon asked the tree.
"We have come to fish for the herring fish
That live in this beutiful sea,

It's Saturday night, it feels like a Sunday in some ways
If you had any sense, you'd maybe go away for a few days
Be that as it may, you can only say you are lonely
You are but a young girl working your way through the
phonies

Cafe on, milk gone, such a sad light and fading.
Yourself you touch, but not too much. You hear it's

You may ask a million wise men
You may search a thousand books
You may seek friend's consolation
And their sympathetic looks

They can't tell you what to do
They ain't got no words for you
Only you know what to do with your broken heart...

Been a-lookin' for a good girl,
But it's taking time.
A-been a-lookin' for a good girl,
A-one to please my mind as well as my time.
I've been singing in the evening,
Flying through the night.
But I hurt my good gal,
I hope she makes out right,