Listen, Listen Sandy Denny
Listen, Listen - Sandy Denny
This is a ridiculously simple song, turned into one of Sandy's most beautiful ones by
the way she turns the harmony of the melody around and inside out.
The young boy [C]rose his pretty [G]face,
All for to [C]feel the salty [G]spray.
When storms are [C]mustering, they [G6]say
I'll come and [Am]take you [D]all [G]away.
I am a [C]traveller by [G]trade,
I only [C]have what I have [G]made.
A fortune [C]teller too they [G6]say,
And I can [Am]take you [D]all [G]away.
[Am] [D] [G]
Listen [C]listen to him [G]do.
He is the [C]one who is for [G]you.
Liste[C]n, they [G]say
He'll come and [Am]take us [D]all [G]away.
And over [C]there the young man [G]stayed,
Upon on the [C]rocks so rough and [G]grey.
Watching the [C]boy, watching the [G6]day
Thinking of [Am]how he [D]came to [G]be.
A young man [C]he, he is so [G]real,
And never [C]more to go ast[G]ray.
He is of [C]value now they [G6]say,
And he can [Am]take him[D]self aw[G]ay.
Outro: F Am G
Tabbed by Hans Manders - June 2005