Fairport Convention – Fotheringay (Guitar Fingerpicking)

C           G            F                Am
  How often she has gazed from castle windows o'er

    Em                  Am
And watched the daylight passing

G                    Am
  Within her captive walls

        Dm  Em           Am
With no one to heed her calls

C                   G               F              Am
  The evening hour is fading with the dwindling sun

    Em                  Am
And in these lonely moments

G                     Am
Those embers will be gone

        Dm      Em                 Am
And the last of all the young birds flown

C                 G          F                 Am
 Her days of precious freedom forfeited long before

Em                     Am
To live such fruitless years

G                Am
Behind a guarded door

      Dm     Em      Am
But those days last no more

   C              G    F               Am
Tomorrow at this hour she will be far away

Em                      Am
Much further than these islands

        G      Am
For the lonely fotheringay