Am How often she has g C azed from het c F astle windows a C ll
And w G atched the daylight Am passing
Em Within her captive w Am alls
With no Dm one to h Em eed her c Am alls
The evening hour is fading with the dwindling sun
And in these lonely moments
Those embers will be gone
And the last of all the young birds flown
Her days of precious freedom forfeited long before
To live those fruitless years
Behind a guarded door
But those days last no more
Instrumental break Am Dm G C F Dm Em Am (2x)
Am Tommorow at this h C our she w F ill be far a C way
Much f G urther than these Am islands
For the l G onely f Am otheringay
Outro Am Dm Em Am (2x)
Fairport Convention
