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06 Jan 01 - 03:16 PM (#369833) Subject: Woodlands of England From: GUEST,Rick Am struggling to pick out some of the words on this Sandy Denny track. Can anybody supply full transcript please. Can't see it in the search engine Thanks |
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07 Jan 01 - 09:14 AM (#370295) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Woodlands of England From: Jeri Chris Baines wrote it for his TV series "The Wild Side of Town," and the Albion Band with Chris Baines recorded it. Info on a recording here. I couldn't find the lyrics anywhere on line, though. |
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07 Jan 01 - 12:49 PM (#370362) Subject: Lyr Add: WOODLANDS OF ENGLAND (Hutchings,Whetstone From: Plume Actually, this is an Ashley Hutchings (lyrics) and Dave Whetstone (music) song that appeared on the 1987 Celtic Music release The Wild Side of Town, CM 042. The vocalist was Cathy LeSurf. I don't know if it's still in print but whether used or new, you should be able to find it through http://www.rockinworld.com/. Lyrics as follows: WOODLANDS OF ENGLAND (Hutchings, Whetstone) There's a song that they're singing, the Woodlands of England. If you stand very still, you might hear on the breeze. They sing a lament for the loss of their brethren, And the words they are singing are these:
In the springtime, we'll bring you the fragrance of blossoms;
Some of us are old-timers. We've known many voices,
There's a song that they're singing, the Woodlands of England.
And soon there'll be nowhere to whisper your secrets,
There's a song that they're singing, the Woodlands of England. It's a lovely song, undoubtedly the standout track on this album. The original LP included a lyric sheet from which this info was gleaned. Cheers. |
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15 Jun 07 - 06:22 PM (#2078211) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Woodlands of England From: GUEST,Quentin Wow - just found this after weeks of Googling! I've been trying to transcribe Cathy Le'Surf's version from the Albion Band album "Under the Rose" ... and struggling. Thank's so much for the "Roaslind's laughter" line which I couldn't get. However her version has an extra verse between 4 & 5 as you have it. It's something like: When they're finally cut down, the Woodlands of England, There'll be nowhere to hide, nowhere to seek, There'll be nowhere to comfort a hunter in winter, There'll be nowhere to light up the ??? Any ideas anyone? |
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15 Jun 07 - 07:11 PM (#2078255) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Woodlands of England From: Mick Pearce (MCP) Judy Dunlop sings this on Sway With Me (Judy Dunlop and Ashley Hutchins) (Dave Whetstone plays on the track too). The version is the same as posted above, except for: v3: ...woodpecker strike a tattoo This verse replaces v5 (And soon...): When they finally cut down the Woodlands of England, There'll be nowhere to hide, there'll be nowhere to seek, There'll be nowhere to carve out a heart or a nation There'll be nowhere to lie down and sleep Last verse (probably a mistyping above): But the sound in the air gets... Mick |
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16 Jun 07 - 07:00 AM (#2078539) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Woodlands of England From: GUEST,Shimrod If you want an antidote to the 'doom-and-gloom' of this song try reading Oliver Rackham's latest book 'Woodlands' (Collins, 2006 - vol. 100 in the Collins New Naturalist series). Most ancient woodland enjoys considerable protection these days and, as Rackham says, "the 'locust years' are over" (referring to the 60s and 70s when people like The Forestry Commission even sprayed ancient woodland with Agent Orange so that they could replace the native trees with alien conifers! Now the FC is into restoring ancient woodland). As with anything connected with the natural environment there's no cause for complacency but Rackham tells a complex and fascinating story - which would be pretty difficult to sum up in a song! |
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16 Jun 07 - 11:56 AM (#2078670) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Woodlands of England From: Zany Mouse Could this be: There'll be nowhere to carve out the hearts of a nation? I think this would make more sense. Rhiannon |
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30 Apr 10 - 01:04 PM (#2897380) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Woodlands of England From: GUEST,Firannion In the Cathy LeSurf version on Albion Band's "Under the Rose," I always heard it as "There's a songbird there singing, the woodlands of England..." - not "There's a song that they're singing..." The line rendered in this thread as "There'll be nowhere to comfort..." or "carve out..." always sounded to me like "There'll be nowhere to cry out in pain or in anger." That's a little redundant with the "whisper your secrets" verse, but I think it's a point worth emphasizing. When I lived in a big city I thought that some entrepreneur ought to open "screaming parlors" with soundproof booths where you could go to vent on a bad day. People with woodlands nearby don't have that problem ; ) I adore this song - the hairs on the back of my neck stand up every time I hear it. Happy Arbor Day, everybody! |
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24 Nov 18 - 03:29 AM (#3963001) Subject: ADD: Woodlands of England (Hutchings/Whetstone) From: GUEST,A rendition taught to me at a festival In th WOODLANDS OF ENGLAND (Hutchings, Whetstone) There’s a song that they’re singing, the woodland of England If you stand very still you might hear on the wind They sing a lament for the loss of their Brethren And the words that they’re singing are these In the springtime, we’ll bring you the fragrance of blossom In the summer present you with fruits of all kind In the autumn we’ll shower you with goals and with armfuls In the winter our kindling you will find Some of us are old timers, we know many voices Rosalind’s laughter, Giles Winterbourne’s call But the woodpecker beats a tattoo as the day breaks Now he beats a retreat for us all There’s a song that they’re singing, the woodlands of England, If you stand very still you might hear on the breeze They sing a lament for the loss of their Sisters And the words that they’re singing our these When they finally cut down the woodlands of England There'll be nowhere to hide, there'll be nowhere to seek There'll Be nowhere to go out to hunt or for maying There'll Be nowhere to climb up a tree And soon they’rll be nowhere to whisper your seekrests There'll be nowhere to heal all your anger and pain There'll be nowhere for crying, nowhere for dying, There'll be nowhere for silence to reign. There’s a song that thery’re Singing, the woodlands of England If you stand very still you might hear on the breeze But the sound in the air’s growing fainter and fainter It is vanishing now with the leaves There’s a song that they’re singing... |
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06 Apr 24 - 04:44 AM (#4200494) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Woodlands of England (Hutchings/Whetstone From: GUEST Nowhere to carve out a heart or initial |