The Music Weaver Lyrics
(By Sandy Denny. U.F.O. Music, Inc. (C) 1972)
I'm a long way from you,
I'm a long way from home.
And who cares for the f
Of being alone.
The notes and the words
They will always unfold
And I'm left with a manuscript
That will grow old
And the secret's all told anyway.
So the song it is yours,
And the song it is mine.
And a cold wind it blows
Through good fortunes of time.
The hobo he leaves
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When the going is bad
And the music he weaves
Is so gentle and sad.
But freedom he has anyway.
Prepared by: Paul Hosken ([email protected])
