'Tomorrow' can be a a long time away, sorry about that, GUEST.

Here it comes. I have used a transcription by Garry Gillard (thanks, Garry) and corrected some minor errors with the help of the libretto.

Wolfgang

SWEET LOVING FRIENDSHIP
(Peter Bellamy)


Sung by Mike and Norma Waterson of The Watersons on Peter Bellamy's The Transports.

If you look out from some high high windows
You will see the sun set beyond the town
You will see the rocks to the tree-tops screaming
And the wing of evening come folding down

Between the morning and the evening
Between the springtime and the winter drear
There comes a time of new beginnings
When sweet loving friendship drives away all fear

There is many here they know nought but sorrow
And like the beasts they live from day to day
But we can think on a bright tomorrow
Since sweet loving friendship drives away all grief away

All hope in prison it soon will smother
If none will with you your sorrow share
But we cling fast to one each other
And sweet loving friendship banishes despair

Just like the sailor when his ship makes harbour
Just like the traveller who finds an Inn
What care they if the wind blows harder
When they be safe and warm within

No lonely convict can resist the darkness
Just as no sailor can the driving rain
But find the comrade for to share your fastness
And sweet loving friendship will ease your pain

So if you look out from some high high window
And see the sunset beyond the sky
You need not mourn at the coming shadow
If some loving friend is standing nigh