Don't Stop Singing: Sandy Denny

An exclusive glimpse at her lyrics...
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A female folk performer in a musical environment dominated by male rock stars, Sandy Denny was never quite given her due.

A wonderful singer, Sandy Denny's own songwriting contains some powerful moments. Perhaps overshadowed by the creativity of Richard Thompson in Fairport Convention, the singer's solo career established a strikingly independent songwriting voice.

In the years following her death, Sandy Denny's estate released several demos and unpolished recordings which revealed the true extent of her creativity. Writing and recording continuously for almost a decade, the singer left behind a legacy to rival many of her most illustrious and decorated peers.

While the bulk of her legacy was recorded in some form, Sandy Denny's tragic death meant that many songs escaped without being laid down on tape. A series of notebooks remained in her estate, before being passed to superfan Theo Gilmore.

A respected singer in her own right, the results are gathered on the new album 'Don't Stop Singing'. Out on November 7th, ClashMusic has managed to obtain copies of her lyrics - the first time they have been seen in public...

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Glistening Bay

Oh those hills were tall and winding,
all the roads they did divide
And when we reached the top we stopped to see over the side
Oh the fickle sea I’ve always loved
And to this very day

I do recall that city far below me like a glistening bay.
And from this imaginary bay it seems there grows a universe
That night it was reflecting on the surface of the earth
In between my toes I felt the dark blue grassy threads
And a chill wind caught my heart
And raised the hair upon my head

I do recall I took a stone and felt it with my hand
I sat there on the high cliff top upon the warming land
I hid the precious stone
I held inside a weathered tree
The perfumed cedars caught the wind
which blew in from the open sea

A handful of small coloured flowers were nestling in the grass
I tossed them to the blustery sky and watched them as they danced

Oh the fickle sea I’ve always loved and to this very day
I’ll see those flowers come floating down towards the glistening bay.

Oh the hills are tall and winding all the roads they do divide
But when we reached the top we stopped to see over the side
The fickle sea I’ve always loved
like a glistening harbour

And to this very day
I do recall that city far below,
just like a glistening bay

It was a sad young girl
I was so very far from home

I thought of home the whole night long
And where the time has gone
Sadness it was all I had
I saw the rising sun

I watched alone the crashing waves so
Far below
I could have been the only one
Had I not always thought of you.

I took a stone on some bright day
and felt it with my hand
I sat there on the high cliff top
upon the warming land

To be alone upon that day
Below me the crashing waves of blue

I could have been the only one
Had I not always thought of you.



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Song Two

It’s so late – its tomorrow
There’s nothing doing in my yard
Early light frosty – cover
It’s that first day that’s so hard
The central heating pipes are banging
I keep thinking it’s the car
But if I keep up with my singing
I won’t be wondering where you are
Oh don’t stop singing till you drop
The only way you’re going to stop
Is if a neighbour starts complaining
And I won’t hear them any way

Write a book – sketch my hometown
Don’t pick up the phone it’s out of bounds
Shortage of sounds
Strange to be alone


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