Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shelley Short
Acoustic Guitar
Peter Broderick
Drums
Brian Mumford
Background Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter Broderick
Producer
Lirik
Oh dearest dear the time draws near when you and I must part
And noone knows the inner grief of my poor aching heart
Just to see how I suffered for your sake
You are my love so dear
I'd rather I could go with you or you could tarry here
I wish my breast was made of glass and in it i'd behold
Your name in secret I would write in letters of bright gold
Your name in secret I would write
Pray believe me when I say
That you're the one that I love best until my dying day
And when you're on some distant shore think on your absent friend
And when the wind blows high and clear a line or two pray send
And when the wind blows high and clear
Pray send it love to me
That I should know by your hand write how times have gone with thee
Written by: Davy Graham, Dp, Martin Simpson, Shirley Elizabeth Collins

