Farewell, Farewell Fairport Convention

[Verse 1]
Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
You lonely travellers all
The cold north wind will blow again
The winding road does call

[Verse 2]
And will you never return to see
Your bruised and beaten sons?
"Oh, I would, I would, if welcome I were
For they loathe me, every one"

[Verse 3]
And will you never cut the cloth
Or drink the light to be?
And can you never swear a year
To any one of we?

[Verse 4]
"No, I will never cut the cloth
Or drink the light to be
But I'll swear a year to one who lies
Asleep alongside of me"

[Verse 1]
Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
You lonely travellers all
The cold north wind will blow again
The winding road does call