Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
I dreamed a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild
Witless woe was ne'er beguiled
And I wept both night and day
And he wiped my tears away
And I wept both day and night
And hid from him my heart's delight
So he took his wings, and fled
Then the morn blushed rosy red
I dried my tears, and armed my fears
With ten-thousand shields and spears
Soon my Angel came again
I was armed, he came in vain
For the time of youth was fled
And gray hairs werе on my head
The Angel was written by Peter Schickele & William Blake.
The Angel was produced by Maynard Solomon.