Judy Collins - Recollections (2005) by Judy Collins (보컬) on maniadb.com

Lo, lo, lo,
Lazlo Feher stole a stallion,
Stole him from the misty mountain
And they chased him and they caught him,
And in iron chains they bound him.

Word was sent to Anathea
That her brother was in prison.
"Bring me gold and six fine horses,
I will buy my brothers freedom."
"Judge, oh, judge, please spare my brother,
I will give you gold and silver."
"I don't want your gold and silver,
All I want are your sweet favors."

"Anathea, oh, my sister,
Are you mad with grief and sorrow?
He will rob you of your honor,
And he'll hang me from the gallows."

Anathea did not heed him,
Straight way to the judge went running.
In his righteous arms at midnight,
There she heard the gallows groaning.

"Anathea, Anathea,
Don't go out into the forest.
There among the green pines standing,
You will find your brother hanging."
Lo, lo, lo

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you

Though I know that evening's empire
Has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand
But still not sleeping

My weariness amazes me
I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's
Too dead for dreaming

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you

Take me on a trip upon your
Magic swirling ship
My senses have been stripped
My hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering

I'm ready to go anywhere
I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you

Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging
Madly through the sun
It's not aimed at anyone
It's just escaping on the run
And but for the sky, there are no fences facing

And if you hear vague traces
Of skipping reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time
I wouldn't pay it any mind
It's just a ragged clown behind
And if to you he looks blind
I wouldn't worry, it's just a shadow that he's seeing that he's chasing

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you

Take me disappearing
Through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, sheltered trees
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With memory and fate
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you

Made of sand, made of sand
In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin'
In your hand, in your hand.
Are you goin' away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind?
Well I should have loved you better,
Didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind.
You've got reasons a-plenty for goin'
This I know, this I know
For the weeds have been steadily growin'
Please don't go, please don't go.
Are you goin' away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind?
I could have loved you better,
Didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind.
As I lie in my bed in the mornin'
Without you, without you
Each song in my breast dies of bornin'
Without you, without you
Are you goin' away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind?
Well I should have loved you better,
Didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind.

Oh what will you give me
Say the sad bells of Rhymney
Is there hope for the future
Cry the brown bells of Merthyr
Who made the mine owner
Say the black bells of Rhondda
And who robbed the miner
Cry the grim bells of Blaina

They will plunder willy-nilly
Cry the cells of Caerphilly
They have fangs, they have teeth
Say the loud bells of Neathe
Even God is uneasy
Say the moist bells of Swansea
They will plunder willy-nilly
Cry the bells of Caerphilly
Put the vandals in court
Say the bells of Newport
All would be well if, if, if
Cry the green bells of Cardiff
Why so worried, sisters, why
Sang the silver bells of Wye
And what will you give me
Say the sad bells of Rhymney

Farewell to Tarwathie
Adieu Mormond Hill
And the dear land of Crimmond
I bid you farewell
I'm bound off for Greenland
And ready to sail
In hopes to find riches
In hunting the whale

Farewell to my comrades
For a while we must part
And likewise the dear lass
Who first won my heart
The cold coast of Greenland
My love will not chill
And the longer my absence
More loving she'll feel

Our ship is well rigged
And she's ready to sail
The crew they are anxious
To follow the whale
Where the icebergs do float
And the stormy winds blow
Where the land and the ocean
Is covered with snow

The cold coast of Greenland
Is barren and bare
No see time nor harvest
Is ever known there
And the birds here sing sweetly
In mountain and dale
But there's no bird in Greenland
To sing to the whale

There is no habitation
For a man to live there
And the king of that country
Is the fierce Greenland bear
And there'll be no temptation
To tarry long there
With our ship under full
We will homeward repair

Farewell to Tarwathie
Adieu Mormond Hill
And the dear land of Crimmond
I bid you farewell
I'm bound off for Greenland
And ready to sail
In hopes to find riches
In hunting the whale