The Golden Apple

Lady Fair

Lyrics by Michael Crook & Guy Hepworth
Melody by Michael Crook

When your head hits the down and the night takes your spirit
Leave your toil till the morrow
And the dreams that you dance with bring fire to your heart
Wake to the light without sorrow
Without sorrow, without sorrow
Wake to the light without sorrow

I see you lady fair and your beauty does impress me
Impressions that burn the soul
But hear me lady fair, keep your love that is so precious
And I’ll leave tonight without sorrow
Without sorrow, without sorrow
And I’ll leave tonight without sorrow

I love you lady fair
And you know I can not leave you
My heart will cleave to yours on the morrow
Wait for me lady fair and gaze upon no other
I’ll be there to claim your hand without sorrow
Without sorrow, without sorrow
I’ll be there to claim your hand without sorrow

I love my love; I need my love to see me through tomorrow
I love my love, I need my love, I love my love I need my love
to see me through tomorrow

When your head meets the sound of the birds by the window
Your love has led you to the morrow
And your heart is as one and your body’s fit for labour
Live through the day without sorrow
Without sorrow, without sorrow
Live through the day without sorrow X3