Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
Sandy Denny
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
To join the cruel flow
And it'll take a long, long time
It'll take a long, long time
It'll take a long, long time
Oh it'll take such a long, long time
There is no need for rules
There's no-one to score the game
And there is nobody living in this town
As even knows its name
Oh it'll take such a long, long time
It'll take a long, long time
It'll take a long, long time
A long, long time