When she died
I was lying right there by her side,
in a field of clovers
A final sigh
then she drifted straight up through the sky
still she's looking over
And I don't know, if there are places only angels go
And I don't know, if there's a place that can contain a soul
But if there is, that's the place I wanna go
And when they came
they laid her on a blanket to one side
and took her far away
and when we cried
I swear I heard a voice from deep inside
saying, don't be sad, I'm with you
And I don't know, if there are places that special spirits go
And I don't know, if there's a place that can contain a soul
But if there is, that's the place I wanna go
Yeah, if there is, that's the place I wanna go.
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth
Occult psych-folk in the '70s U.K. tradition that further affirms the historical link between Appalachian and British folk songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 8, 2019