(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
Still waters at night
In the darkest of dark
But you rise as white
As the birch tree`s bark
Or a pale wolf in winter
You look down and shiver
At still waters at night
Your eyes are as black
As the blackness you`re fearing
And yonder a bridge
And a voice within hearing
Come walk on me softly
Look down and you`ll see
Still waters at night
You`ve reason to fear
There is no protection
But a garland of emeralds
And a moonlit reflection
Of a boat in the distance
Will the devil take his chance
At still waters at night
So dance me a small dance
And the night cannot hurt you
Nor the waters be silent
Nor the emeralds desert you
For the boat`s full of bright scarves
And wild hats among them
Songs of the vagabond
It`s to you he has sung them
And shattered the silence
Of still waters at night
В© 1976, 1977 Gabriel Earl Music (ASCAP)