(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

    Come all of ye fair and silver ladies
    Who rise with the dawn
    Dreaming of lovers
    Sing to the swans
    The count gave me a jet black saddle to ride upon
    Showed me the view
    Showed me the horses
    And he showed me you

    And you were young as morning sunlight
    You lit up another cigarette
    And silent, silent, clear and silent were your eyes
    I never will forget
    And I rode off on the wings of fantasy

    Wandering through the corridors
    In an ancient violet evening gown
    Drunk on champagne
    Had to see you again
    Found you in the stable, would you saddle me a thoroughbred
    And where will you be
    When the moon's in the trees
    Oh, come to me please

    And there I stood a modern Madame Bovary
    In a party dress
    And silent, silent, yes, your silent eyes said yes
    The lady in distress
    And the night came down on the wings of fantasy

    Well, I had been over a dozen times or more
    To the red sand on Normandy's shore
    Seen the Abby of Mont. St. Michel
    Diamonds of Deauville
    Ah, but I've never kissed you before
    And you gave your heart to me

    Yes, I am a fair and silver lady
    I dance in the snow
    And follow the stallions
    Where the north winds blow
    While I was lamenting over my lost youth
    You came along
    Dreaming of lovers
    And an evening song

    And, if I am a rose of summer
    You are a breath of spring
    A garden of delights
    And when I feel lonely in days of winter you will ride
    To the castle light
    And we will fly on the wings of fantasy
    On the wings of fantasy
    Far as the eye can see
    Off the shores of Normandy
    On the wings of fantasy

    © 1985 Gabriel Earl Music (ASCAP)

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