Roy Harper - The Flycatcher lyrics
[Roy Harper - The Flycatcher lyrics]
As I walked over North Botley copse
I saw a fine lady ghost across the tops
With a ring on her finger and
The wings on her toes
She can have music wherever she goes
Those were the days in the cradle of our love
Those are the days I dream of sweetly
Those were the days and I
Thank the stars above
The flycatcher, the cherry tree
The chestnut coal fire sea
As the last hope of sunshine
Embers on the hill
At the end of all the rainbows
Where the timeless legends dwell
A ghostly coach and four love
Storms the midnight rain
As silently aurora almightly refrains
Those were the days in the cradle of our love
Those are the days I dream of sweetly
Those were the days and I
Thank the stars above
The flycatcher, the cherry tree
The chestnut coal fire sea
I saw a fine lady ghost across the tops
With a ring on her finger and
The wings on her toes
She can have music wherever she goes
Those were the days in the cradle of our love
Those are the days I dream of sweetly
Those were the days and I
Thank the stars above
The flycatcher, the cherry tree
The chestnut coal fire sea
As the last hope of sunshine
Embers on the hill
At the end of all the rainbows
Where the timeless legends dwell
A ghostly coach and four love
Storms the midnight rain
As silently aurora almightly refrains
Those were the days in the cradle of our love
Those are the days I dream of sweetly
Those were the days and I
Thank the stars above
The flycatcher, the cherry tree
The chestnut coal fire sea