|Island ILPS 9125 1970
Island ILPS 9125
Sound Techniques, Spring 1970
Producer: Joe Boyd
Jerry Boys, Tod Lloyd
Sandy Denny - vocals, piano, acoustic guitar;
Trevor Lucas - vocals, acoustic and electric guitars;
Jerry Donahue - lead guitar, backing vocals;
Gerry Conway - drums, backing vocals;
Pat Donaldson - bass, backing vocals.
Banks Of The Nile
(trad. arr. Fotheringay)
Oh hark! The drums do beat, my love, no longer can we stay.
The bugle-horns are sounding clear, and we must march
We're ordered down to Portsmouth, and it's many is the weary mile.
To join the British Army on the banks of the
Oh Willie, dearest Willie, don't leave me here to mourn,
Don't make me curse and rue the day that ever I was
For the parting of our love would be like parting with my life.
So stay at home, my dearest love, and I will be
Oh my Nancy, dearest Nancy, sure that will never do.
The government has ordered, and we are bound to
The government has ordered, and the Queen she gives command.
And I am bound on oath, my love, to serve in a foreign
Oh, but I'll cut off my yellow hair, and I'll go along with you.
I'll dress myself in uniform, and I'll see
I'll march beneath your banner while fortune it do smile,
And we'll comfort one another on the banks of the
But your waist it is too slender, and your fingers they are too small.
In the sultry suns of Egypt your rosy
cheeks would spoil.
Where the cannons they do rattle, when the bullets they do fly,
And the silver trumpets sound so
loud to hide the dismal cries.
Oh, cursed be those cruel wars, that ever they began,
For they have robbed our country
of many's the handsome men.
They've robbed us of our sweethearts while their bodies they feed the lions,
On the dry
and sandy deserts which are the banks of the Nile.