Fair thee well little lady
Trains are gathering in
One and the two, three and the four thousand miles
Miles from you
Lord I tried my best
To be your man
Can you see, can you feel
That burning in the muscles?
Don't you understand?
Love is a basket of light
Grasping so tight
Shining bright, just staying the right to be caught in the night
Caught in the basket of light
Writer(s): Bert Jansch, Danny Thompson, Jacqui Mcshee, John Renbourn, Terry (sgo) Cox, Jacqueline Mary Mcshee Jackson, Terry Cox
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