Denny Sandy Late November lyrics

(By Sandy Denny. U.F.O. Music, Inc. (C) 1972)

Oh it`s like a storm at sea,
And everything is lost
And, the fretful sailors
Calling out their woes,
As to the waves they`re tossed.

Oh, they are all gentlemen,
And never will they know
If there is a reason each of them
Must go,
To join the cruel flow.

And it`ll take a long long time
It`ll take a long long time
It`ll take a long long time,
Oh it`ll take such a long long time.

There is no need for rules,
There`s no one to score the game
And there is no body
Living in this town
As even knows its name.

And it`ll take a long long time
It`ll take a long long time
It`ll take a long long time,
Long long time.