Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Late November, artist - Sandy Denny. Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Song language: English
Late November |
| The wine it was drunk, the ship it was sunk |
| The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned |
| The birds they were clouds, the brides and the shrouds |
| And as we drew south the mist it came down |
| The wooded ravine to the wandering stream |
| The serpent he moved, but no-one would say |
| The depths of the waters, the bridge which distraught us |
| And brought to me thoughts of the ill-fated day |
| The temples were filled with the strangest of creatures |
| One played it by ear on the banks of the sea |
| That one was found but the others they went under |
| Oh the tears which are shed, they won’t come from me |
| The methods of madness, the pathos and the sadness |
| God help you all, the insane and wise |
| The black and the white, the darkness of the night |
| I see only smoke from the chimneys arise |
| The pilot he flew all across the sky and woke me |
| He flew solo on the mercury sea |
| The dream it came back, all about the tall brown people |
| The sacred young herd on the phosphorus sand |