The Pentangle
train song
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
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- Miscellaneous
- The Best of British Folk
- Troubadours of Folk: The 60s Acoustic Explosion
- Early Classics
- Light Flight
- Basket of Light
- The Pentangle
- Cruel Sister
- One More Road
- The Love Generation
- The Best of British Folk Rock
- Sweet Child
- The Collection
- Sixties Apocalypse
- So Early in the Spring
- Open the Door
- Electric Psychedelic Sitar Headswirlers, Volume 5
- Transatlantic Ticket
- The Best of English Folk
- Pentangling: The Collection