Too Much Of Nothing Fotheringay

Well, too much of nothing Can make a man fell ill at ease One man's temper might start to rise And another man's might freeze And there's a day of long confession We cannot mock the soul But when there's

Too Much Of Nothing (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

Well, too much of nothing Can make a man fell ill at ease One man's temper might start to rise And another man's might freeze And there's a day of long confession We cannot mock the soul But when there's

Fotheringay Sandy Denny

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.

FOTHERINGAY Fairport Convention

passing within her captive wall With no-one to heed her call <Interlude> The evening hour is fading within the dwindling sun And in a lonely moment those embers will be gone And the last of

I Don't Believe You Fotheringay

I can't understand She let go of my hand An' left me here facing the wall I'd sure like t' know Why she did go But I can't get close t' her at all Though we kissed through the wild blazing nighttime She

Nothing More Fotheringay

I never can be sure That you wish just to see the pearls And nothing more. Why can you not see reason? Our lives they are not long. Why can you take no time To tell us all we're wrong?

John The Gun (Live / BBC Sounds Of The 70's, London / 1970) Fotheringay

peace are gold which fools have found Upon the plains of war I shall destroy them all '' Put away your guns of steel Death comes too soon for all Your Master He may need you soon And you must heed His

Banks Of The Nile Fotheringay

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

Banks Of The Nile (Alternate Take) Fotheringay

drums do beat, my love, no longer can we stay The bugle horns are sounding clear, and we must march away Were ordered down to Portsmouth, and it's many a weary mile To join the British army on the banks of

Banks Of The Nile (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

drums do beat, my love, no longer can we stay The bugle horns are sounding clear, and we must march away Were ordered down to Portsmouth, and it's many a weary mile To join the British army on the banks of

The Way I Feel (Alternate Version) Fotheringay

the nest is bare Now a woman Lord is like a young bird And the tall oaktree is a young man's heart Among its branches you'll find her nesting When the nights are cool she is warm and dry In leaves of

Two Weeks Last Summer Fotheringay

glow The pictures soon will fade Pictures that the flames have made Your hazy whisper fades Suddenly is gone without a trace Reminiscing summer walks Pentagon says moonlit talks Promises that mean so much

The Way I Feel (Original Ver.) Fotheringay

In leaves of green they will protect her, Her wings will grow, your love will too But all too soon your mighty branches Will fail to hold her, she'll fly from you.

The Way I Feel Fotheringay

the nest is bare Now a woman, Lord, is like a young bird And the tall oak tree is a young man's heart Among its branches, you'll find her nesting When the nights are cool, she is warm and dry In leaves of

The Way I Feel (Alternate Ver.) Fotheringay

the nest is bare Now a woman, Lord, is like a young bird And the tall oak tree is a young man's heart Among its branches, you'll find her nesting When the nights are cool, she is warm and dry In leaves of

The Way I Feel (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

the nest is bare Now a woman, Lord, is like a young bird And the tall oak tree is a young man's heart Among its branches, you'll find her nesting When the nights are cool, she is warm and dry In leaves of

Two Weeks Last Summer (Live 1970) Fotheringay

have made Your hazy, wistful face Suddenly is gone without a trace Summer days I'll float downstream Wondering where the day has been Boats that sail away at night Come the day Have sailed far out of

John The Gun Fotheringay

Ideals of peace are gold which fools have found Upon the plains of war. I shall destroy them all.'' Chorus Put away your guns of steel, Death comes too soon for all.

The Pond And The Stream Fotheringay

She loves the freedom of the air. She finds a friend in ev'ry place she goes. There's always a face she knows. I wish that I was there.

The Pond And The Stream (Studio Demo) Fotheringay

She loves the freedom of the air. She finds a friend in ev'ry place she goes. There's always a face she knows. I wish that I was there.

Two Weeks Last Summer (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

glow The pictures soon will fade Pictures that the flames have made Your hazy, wistful face Suddenly is gone without a trace Reminiscing summer walks Empty glances, moonlit talks Promises that mean so much

Peace In The End Fotheringay

Mary, Mary or you, John To which religion do you belong You and your lover, you and your friend Peace in the end What about me, me and my kind If we're unknown, are we left behind We have our lovers, too

Nothing More (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

pearls that you hold in your hand They are beautiful to see But you show them not to anyone Not even me For you are like the others, he said I never can be sure That you wish just to see the pearls And nothing

Bold Jack Donahue Fotheringay

Come all you gallant bushrangers who gallop o'er the plains Refuse to live in slavery, or wear the convict chains Attention pay to what I say, and value if I do For I will relate the matchless tale of

Bold Jack Donahue (Live / BBC Sounds Of The 70's, London / 1970) Fotheringay

Come all you gallant bushrangers who gallop o'er the plains Refuse to live in slavery, or wear the convict chains Attention pay to what I say, and value if I do For I will relate the matchless tale of

Winter Winds Fotheringay

Winter winds they do blow cold, The time of year, it is chosen. Now the frost and fire, And now the sea is frozen.

Winter Winds (Studio Demo) Fotheringay

Winter winds they do blow cold, The time of year, it is chosen. Now the frost and fire, And now the sea is frozen.

Winter Winds (Alternate Take) Fotheringay

Winter winds they do blow cold, The time of year, it is chosen. Now the frost and fire, And now the sea is frozen.

Restless Fotheringay

something in the wind seems to call me like a friend I guess that I'll be on my way, on my way again There are dreams that I have carried all my lifetime And the dreams have made me a stranger in the eyes of

Late November Fotheringay

The depths of the waters, the bridge which distraught us And brought to me thoughts of the ill-fated day.

Silver Threads And Golden Needles Fotheringay

beneath the haloed moon But you think I should be happy with your money and your name And hold myself in sorrow while you play your cheating game Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of

Silver Threads And Golden Needles (Alternate 2004 Ver.) Fotheringay

beneath the haloed moon But you think I should be happy with your money and your name And hold myself in sorrow while you play your cheating game Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of

The Ballad Of Ned Kelly Fotheringay

I don't know what's right or wrong But they hung Christ on nails But with six kids at home and two still on her breast They wouldn't even give her bail Oh Ned, you're better off dead You get no peace of

The Sea Fotheringay

The coming of the sea? Sea flows under your doors in London town. And all your defences are all broken down. You laugh at me on funny days, but mine's the slight of hand.

The Sea (Studio Demo) Fotheringay

The coming of the sea? Sea flows under your doors in London town. And all your defences are all broken down. You laugh at me on funny days, but mine's the slight of hand.

The Sea (Live) Fotheringay

The coming of the sea? Sea flows under your doors in London town. And all your defences are all broken down. You laugh at me on funny days, but mine's the slight of hand.

The Sea (Demo) Fotheringay

time to care I've lived for a long while nearly everywhere You will be taken, everyone, you ladies and you Gentlemen Fall and listen with your ears upon the paving stone Is that what you hear The coming of

The Sea (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

time to care I've lived for a long while nearly everywhere You will be taken, everyone, you ladies and you Gentlemen Fall and listen with your ears upon the paving stone Is that what you hear The coming of

Bruton Town (Live Band Rehearsal) Fotheringay

In bruton town there lived a noble man He had two sons and a daughter fair By night and day they were contriving For to fill their sister's heart with care One night one night of restless slumber One brother

Bruton Town (2015 Ver.) Fotheringay

In bruton town there lived a noble man He had two sons and a daughter fair By night and day they were contriving For to fill their sister's heart with care One night one night of restless slumber One brother

Fotheringay (Acoustic Version) Fairport Convention

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

The Ballad Of Ned Kelly (Live In Rotterdam / 1970) Fotheringay

I don't know what's right or wrong But they hung Christ on nails But with six kids at home and two still on her breast They wouldn't even give her bail Oh Ned, you're better off dead You get no peace of

Wild Mountain Thyme Fotheringay

we'll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will you go lassie go I will build my love a bower By yon clear crystal fountain And on it I will pile All the flowers of

Wild Mountain Thyme (Live / BBC Sounds Of The 70's, London / 1970) Fotheringay

we'll all go together To pull wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will you go lassie go I will build my love a bower By yon clear crystal fountain And on it I will pile All the flowers of

Gypsy Davey (Live / BBC Sounds Of The 70's, London / 1970) Fotheringay

There was a gypsy came over the landHe sang so sweet and gailyHe sang beneath the wild wood treeAnd charmed the great lord's ladyThe lord he did come homeEnquiring for his ladyShe's gone, she's gon...

Eppie Moray Fotheringay

kissed her on the lily breasts And held her shouthers twa And aye she grat and aye she spat And turned to the wall, the wall And turned to the wall And all the night they wrestled there Until the light of

Eppie Moray (Live / BBC Folk On One, London / 1970) Fotheringay

kissed her on the lily breasts And held her shouthers twa And aye she grat and aye she spat And turned to the wall, the wall And turned to the wall And all the night they wrestled there Until the light of

Gypsy Davey Fotheringay

There was a gypsy came over the landHe sang so sweet and gailyHe sang beneath the wild wood treeAnd charmed the great lord's ladyThe lord he did come homeEnquiring for his ladyShe's gone, she's gon...

Too Much Spice Girls

much of something is bad enough But something's coming over me to make me wonder Too much of nothing is just as tough I need to know the way to feel to keep me satisfied I wrapped myself from around

Too Much Spice Girls

that he pleases me But sometimes illusion ain't ro revolution That ain't no release for me Chorus Too much of something is bad enough But something's coming over to make me wonder Too much of nothing