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There is a lonely train called the 3.10 to yuma
And it's the only train left for me to ride on
I'll catch that lonely train called the 3.10 to yuma
I'll get my ticket now for my last time

They say the life of man is made up of four seasons
And springtime finds him young and planting his grain
And then the summer comes bringing warm rains of reason

Red and gold, and Halloween have passed us by,
The charcoal branches lean against the rosy sky,
You are so far away, yet I could touch you if I may,
But don't you worry now, I'm only dreaming anyway.

You may be lonely, you may be just on your own.
You could be anywhere, someplace that I have known.
But who am I and do we really live these days at all?

We search for everything
Keeping what we would win
Orchids or tiny flowers
Wooden huts or ivory towers
Centuries or hours

Dark are the winter days
Holy in many ways

You must philosophize,
But why must you bore me to tears?
You're red around the eyes,
You tell me things no one else hears.
You spend all your time crying,
Crying the hours into years,
Crying the hours into years.

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 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
For the parting of our love would be like parting with my life

One evening fair I took the air
Down by blackwaterside
'twas gazing all around me
When the irish lad I spied

All through the first part of that night
We did lie in sport and play,
When this young man arose and he gathered his clothes,

I can't believe that it's so cold
And there ain't been no snow.
The sound of music it comes to me
From every place I go.
Sunday morning, there's no one in church
But the clergy's chosen man
And he is fine I won't worry about him
Got the book in his hand.

The Summertime's escaping, and the carnival's away,
And the sunshine is awaiting for another sunny day.
Breakers whisper to the shells upon the shore,
And hear the seagulls they cry for more.
And hear the gulls they cry for more.
Good day to you sweet Autumn, so gently you appear.
Why I never even realized those rustic times were near.
The moment's changing from a dusty green to gold,

Crash on the levee, mama, water's gonna overflow
Swamp's gonna rise, ain't no boat's a gonna row
Now, you can train on down to Williams Point

You can bust your feet and you can rock this joint
But, oh, mama, ain't you gonna miss your best, friend now?
You're gonna have to find yourself another best friend somehow

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.

The evening hour is fading within the dwindling sun,
And in a lonely moment those embers will be gone
And the last of all the young birds flown.

Summer skies are gone for ever
Nothing left but to remember
Morning leaves a bed of echoes
Tears of blood in weeping meadows

Can you see me, can you hear me?
Can you leave me here in silence?

It seems like a lifetime since I saw you
Lover lover I've been away too long
When I see lovers holdings hands and sighing
I hang my head for shame of doing wrong

Bus wheels spinning, song birds singing break my heart
Take me back to old remembered days
Remind me of the times we spent together

My name is Jan the gypsy I travel the land
There are no chains about me I am, me own man
I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise
Of the places I have been, oh, and they ain't no lies

I've never had a proper home not one like yours is
I've nearly always had a caravan with horses
And I know you won't believe me though it is the truth to tell

Oh it's like a storm at sea
And everything is lost,
And the fretful sailors calling out their woes,
As to the waves they're tossed.

Oh they are all gentlemen,
And never will they know
If there is a reason each of them must go,

Well, come-a little baby let's jump the broomstick
Come on let's tie a knot
Come-a little baby let's jump the broomstick
Come on let's tie a knot
Father don't like it, my brother don't like it
My sister don't like it, my mother don't like it
Come-a little baby let's jump the broomstick
Come on let's tie a knot

The young man rose his pretty face,
All for to feel the salty spray.
When storms are mustering they say
I'll come and take you all away.

I am a traveller by trade,
I only have what I have made.
A fortune teller too they say,

Where are you riding to Sir Knight
Alone and armed for war?
If not to fight for right Sir Knight
Then what are weapons for?

Why d'you hide your face Sir Knight
Within a face of iron?
The more you shield your eyes from light

Gold and silver is the autumn
Soft and gentle are her skies
Yes and No are the answers
Written in my true love's eyes

Autumn's leaving, winter's coming
I think that I'll be moving on
I've got to leave him and find another

Here comes the morning how it pleases
It always brings me something new
Its golden light will wash away the dust of yesterday
If I try it may let me forget you

And when these winter days are over
I mean to set myself upon my feet
I see me as something that I have never been

They've passed me by, many years,
And I did turn well away.
To give and lose love
And still no word had I to say,
Not to anyone.

Now I see
How I could speak honestly.

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."

As gentle tides go rolling by,
Along the salt sea strand
The colours blend and roll as one
Together in the sand.
And often do the winds entwine
Do send their distant call,
The quiet joys of brotherhood,
And love is lord of all.

Bring back the king to his throne,
And the smile may return to the queen.
How can she rule on her own,
When the glory of what might have been is all she feels?

The fire still burns in the hearth,
The music still plays for her pleasure.
But the air is as cold as the death,

"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

(Sandy Denny)
They stood upon the deck
As the ship went out to sea
The wind it took the sails
And left the land a memory
All upon the shore for
To wonder why the sailor goes
All to close their eyes

The steps he took were nice and easy.
He never knew he could stumble and go down.
As he saw the buildings and the mountains crumble,
Over the road he would take to the town.
He said, "Next year I'm coming back, I'll see you later."
It takes longer when you're far away.

There's a tale which says he was pursued by an assassin.

To cross the wide sea I deserted,
From the shore I did fly.
I thought it time that I travelled,
So I took to the roads of the sky.

It was late and the wind it did gently blow,
Oh the night it was calm.
I saw the flower of the ocean

Feel how the wind blows, December despair
Bring me a ribbon to tie up my hair
I'll be your bride, go where you go
All of my life, you'll be my beau
chorus:
Kiss me and I might
Put on the white dress
If you'll take me dancing tonight