The Incredible String Band
banks of sweet italy
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And must you go my flower my gem
My laughter and my hope of joy
To follow fortune through all the world
Make luck pursue you my darling boy
The sun shines bright in France
Yellow it shines on high Barbaree
Oh, be my light of day
Carry not long on the banks of sweet Italy
A golden ring is a precious thing
Red stockings and shoes of green
A dwelling place with painted door
A wide white bed to love you in
Summer's gone with calm days
Ungentle now is Biscay Bay
A cold fear claims my heart
God save all sailors from the cruel waves
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- The Incredible String Band
- Be Glad For The Song Has No Ending
- No Ruinous Feud
- The Chelsea Sessions 1967
- Liquid Acrobat As Regards The Air
- Wee Tam And The Big Huge
- The 5000 Spirits Or The Layers Of The Onion
- Hard Rope & Silken Twine
- Earthspan
- The Big Huge
- Wee Tam
- Psychedelia: A 50 Year Trip
- U
- Heritage
- From the Coffeehouse
- Introducing The Incredible String Band
- The All New Electric Muse: The Story of Folk Into Rock
- The Peace & Love Generation
- First Girl I Loved