Sandy Denny

Late November

Sandy Denny

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Late November


    C            Em        G           F 
The wine it was drunk, the ship it was sunk, 
    C           G             F            A 
The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned. 
    C               Em          G              F 
The birds they were clouds, the brides and the shrouds 
    C          G         F            A 
And as we drew south the mist it came down. 

    C        Em          G         F 
The wooded ravine to the wandering stream, 
    C          G          F            A 
The serpent he moved, but no-one would say. 
    C             Em          G             F 
The depths of the waters, the bridge which distraught us 
    C             G               F         A 
And brought to me thoughts of the ill-fated day. 

    C            Em              G            F 
The temples were filled with the strangest of creatures 
    C            G          F            A 
One played it by ear on the banks of the sea. 
     C       Em            G                F 
That one was found but the others they went under. 
       C               G                F         A 
Oh the tears which are shed, they wonâ??t come from me. 

    C          Em           G              F 
The methods of madness, the pathos and the sadness, 
    C        G        F          A 
God help you all, the insane and wise. 
    C             Em         G               F 
The black and the white, the darkness of the night, 
  C        G              F        A 
I see only smoke from the chimneys arise. 

    C                 Em         G       F 
The pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me. 
   C    G           F       A 
He flew solo on the mercury sea. 
    C             Em        G              F 
The dream it came back, all about the tall brown people, 
    C            G           F          A 
The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand. 

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