Fotheringay

Am                 C              F              C
How often she has gazed from het castle windows all
     G                   Am
And watched the daylight passing
Em                  Am
Within her captive walls
        Dm      Em       Am
With no one to heed her calls

Am                 C              F              C
The evening hour is fading with the dwindling sun
     G                   Am
And in these lonely moments
Em                  Am
Those embers will be gone
        Dm      Em       Am
And the last of all the young birds flown

Am                 C              F              C
Her days of precious freedom forfeited long before
     G                   Am
To live those fruitless years
Em                  Am
Behind a guarded door
        Dm      Em       Am
But those days last no more

[Interlude]
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Am                C        F           C
Tommorow at this hour she will be far away
      G                 Am
Much further than these islands
         G      Am
For the lonely fotheringay