Close to the Wind [live] - Fairport Convention

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross, The emblem of suffering and shame; And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sin

Lay that pistol down, Babe. Lay that pistol down. Pistol packin mama - Lay that pistol down. Oh, drinkin beer in a cabaret Was I havin fun! Until one night

I love you because you understand, dear Every single thing I try to do You're always there to lend a helping hand, dear I love you most of all because

She's got the mind of a child And a body peaking over the hill Well, she would if she could And she should but nobody will With her nails painted red And h