Oh, My Babe - Bert Jansch

Oh, my babe

Oh, my baby, oh my babe

Oh, my baby, oh my babe

The words of sorrow

Fill the air

Haunt the path

That I walk

Oh, my baby, oh my babe

Oh, my baby dressed in black

My freedom is the pain of

Lovers lost in dreams

I won’t accept

Such pain that’s born

And loves a million magic times

Oh, my baby, oh my babe

Oh, my baby, oh my babe

Oh, my baby dressed in red

Follow where my footsteps mark

The endless path

Into a maze

Of twisted dreams set

Within my broken heart

Oh, my baby, oh my babe

Oh, my baby dressed in white

Who shall repair

The broken pieces of my heart?

Not even I can find

A remedy that cures a troubled mind

Oh, my baby, oh my babe

Oh, my baby dressed in blue

There’s a story of a sleeping sea

That never rests

A tale of desert slowly drifting

Ever silent to the sun

Oh, my baby, oh my babe

Oh, my baby, oh my babe

Oh, my baby, don’t you know?

I’m a-living with the wind

With the wind and rain

Got the waters of the

Rivers in my veins, in my vein