Farewell
Sandy Denny Lyrics


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Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
You lonely travelers all.
The cold North winds will blow again
The winding road does call.

And you will never return to see
Your bruised and beaten sons?
Oh, I would, I would if welcome I were
For they loathe me, ev'ryone.

And will you never cut the cloth
Or drink the light to be?
And can you never swear a year
To anyone but me?

No I will never cut the cloth
Or drink the light to be,
But I'll swear a year to one who lies
Asleep alongside of me.

Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
You lonely travelers all.




The cold North winds will blow again
The winding road does call.

Overall Meaning

Sandy Denny's song Farewell Farewell can be interpreted differently by different individuals. The song is written in the first person and could be seen as a traveler bidding goodbye to fellow travelers he may have met along the way. The song talks about traveling, of people coming and going on this winding road. The cold North winds will blow again, and the travelers will have to part ways. The song talks about a potential return, but the question of whether the ones he is bidding farewell to will return to their bruised and beaten sons is brought up. This line could mean that the people he has met along the way may have gone through struggles and won't return to their homes unscathed.


The song's tone shifts when he talks about swearing a year to one who lies asleep alongside him. It brings a sense of intimacy to the song, and the feelings being expressed seem to be more personal. The traveler may have found someone on this winding road to swear a year to, suggesting a possible relationship developing between him and the person he talks about.


The song concludes with the traveler bidding farewell again, with the same line about the cold North winds blowing once more, and the winding road calling out to them. Sandy Denny's song Farewell Farewell can be seen as a reflection of life and how people pass through it, coming and going along the way, finding love, and bidding farewell once more.


Line by Line Meaning

Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
Goodbye to those who are willing to listen


You lonely travelers all.
Who are lost and wandering


The cold North winds will blow again
The harsh realities of life will return


The winding road does call.
The journey through life continues


And you will never return to see
You may never go back and witness


Your bruised and beaten sons?
The damage that you have caused your loved ones?


Oh, I would, I would if welcome I were
I would return if only I were accepted


For they loathe me, ev'ryone.
Because everyone hates me


And will you never cut the cloth
Will you never tailor


Or drink the light to be?
Or enjoy life?


And can you never swear a year
Can you not commit for a year


To anyone but me?
Except for me?


No I will never cut the cloth
No, I will never tailor


Or drink the light to be,
Or enjoy life,


But I'll swear a year to one who lies
But I'll commit to someone who does not tell the truth


Asleep alongside of me.
Who is beside me while sleeping


Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
Goodbye to those who are willing to listen


You lonely travelers all.
Who are lost and wandering


The cold North winds will blow again
The harsh realities of life will return


The winding road does call.
The journey through life continues




Lyrics Ā© WARP MUSIC LIMITED
Written by: CHARLES MINGUS

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@markweintraub325

Now when I was at Devereux, Mr Iaconelli brought in a whole bunch of record albums, which were a lot of folk music albums. They were:
Bob Dylan.
The Jefferson Airplane.
Donovan.
Melanie.
Leonard Cohen.
David Bromberg.
Fairport Convention.
Peter, Paul and Mary.
John Denver.
Judy Collins.
Tom Paxton.
Tom Rush.
Joan Baez.
John Prine.
Steve Goodman.
The Kingston Trio.
Pete Seeger.
The Turtles.
The Mamas and the Papas.
The Byrds.
Jim Croce.
Gordon Lightfoot.
Don McLean.
Harry Nilsson.
Joni Mitchell.
James Taylor.
Steeleye Span.
Mimi and Richard Fariina.
Ian and Sylvia.
Jackie Washington.
Jonathan and Leigh.
The Rooftop Singers.
The Allen Ward Trio.
Neil Young.
Neil Diamond.
Jerry Jeff Walker.
The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band.
New Riders of the Purple Sage.
The Grateful Dead.
The Grassroots.
-Mark Weintraub.



All comments from YouTube:

@keesklompenhouwer5628

It was 1972 when I was first introduced to this miracle. Now, 48 years later, I am still deeply moved. Thank you Sandy, I will not forget your farewell.

@patrickjwhited6567

It's the same for me. I used to sit up late at night and record music from local FM stations, and I called them all bugging the for Fairport Convention. I met the band in a club here in Columbus, Ohio, Sandy was gone sad to say, but the core group was the same. This will sound weird, but taking a leak at the urinal next to the Richard Thompson was at is kind of a special moment in my life. :) Told you it would sound weird.. And wow, I just replied to a two year old post.. :) ANd I don't care!!

@nadimirluigi139

@@patrickjwhited6567 Nice story. I met Richard Thompson at long last here in England last August at the 50th year Full House celebration, in less curious circumstances than yours. Fairport has been amazing forever and being able to see them live playing the whole Full House album with Thompson, Nicol, Mattacks, Pegg and Chris Leslie is something that will stay with me forever...

@tobycoldecott3395

My dads song played at his funeral šŸ˜¢
He was a massive folk/sandy/Fairport fan, always said when he played this he wanted it played at his funeral... miss you dad ā¤ļø

@pacu9

Your dad had great taste. May he RIP

@williamjohnston6033

Makes me realise how much music moves us, you're dad had a good taste in music, enjoy his taste.

@LH-kr4od

When my own dad was in a coma and dying, in the summer just gone, I had time to sit with him for an hour and play his favourite tracks at his bedside. I think this one felt too "on the nose" as I wasn't quite ready to say goodbye, but I remember playing him "Who Knows Where The Time Goes?" When I went back into the waiting room, my family members said they'd also played that one to him. Lots of his favourite stuff I can barely listen to now, but Sandy's music is perfect for grief.

@peterbateman8018

Such a beautiful song, with deep lyrics and Sandyā€™s perfect voice. This song means so much to so many people, itā€™s just magic.

@barbarajaspersen8482

I sing many of her songs. I don't have her genius, but she is my guide, my friend, my inspiration, always steady there for me, a hand held in music. Has taught me so much.

@LH-kr4od

Same here ā¤ļø

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