If you had been a practical man,
You would have been forewarned.
You would have seen that it never could work,
And I would have never been born.

- Never any Good, Martin Simpson

I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome,
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home

- '52 Vincent Black Lightning, Richard thompson

Brown hair zig-zag around her face
And a look of half-surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights
There was animal in her eyes

- Beeswing, Richard Thompson

Then he became a burning bush
With a flame that leapt so high
And he sang the song the spider sings
When she comes to court the fly

- Jack Rowland, Trad/Martin Carthy

Great silence hung from tree to sky
The woods grew still, the sun on fire
As through the wood the dove he came
As through the wood he made his moan

- Famous Flower of Serving Men, Trad/Martin Carthy

As I walked out one fine spring day
I saw twelve jolly dons decked out in the blue and the gold so gay
And to a stake they tied a child new-born
Then the bells were rung and the songs were sung and they sewed their corn

- Scarecrow, Lal Waterson