The Ian Campbell Folk Group   •   The Circle Game

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  • The Circle Game
    • 1968 - Transatlantic TRA 163 LP (UK)
  • Side One
    1. The Iron Road (Ewan MacColl) — Ian
    2. Private Harold Harris (David Morgan) — Brian
    3. The Circle Game (Joni Mitchell) — Lorna
    4. The Lady Came From Baltimore (Tim Hardin) — Ian
    5. The Old Man's Song (Campbell) — Brian
    6. Wooed And Married (Trad. Arr. Campbell) — Ian
    7. North Sea Holes (Ewan MacColl) — Ian
  • Side Two
    1. Paddy Lay Back (Traditional) — Brian
    2. Do You Remember? (Leon Rosselson) — Ian
    3. Willie's Gone (Trad. Arr. Campbell) — Lorna
    4. I'm Not Saying (Lightfoot) — Brian
    5. I Think It's Going To Rain Today (Randy Newman) — Ian
    6. Doctor Junk (Joni Mitchell) — Brian
    7. On The M1 (Harvey Andrews) — Brian

  • The Ian Campbell Folk Group
    • Ian Campbell: Vocals
    • Lorna Campbell: Vocals
    • Brian Clark: Vocals, Guitar
    • John Dunkerley: Banjo, Guitar
  • Musicians
  • Credits
    • Tracks: 1-4 & 12-14
      • Produced by Groove Productions
      • Musical arrangements by Rick Storey
    • Tracks: 5-11
      • Produced by Ioan Allen
    • Recorded at Pye Studios, London
    • Engineer: Ray Prickett
    • Cover: Brian Shuel

The Circle Game (lyrics)

Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragon fly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star

And the seasons they go 'round and 'round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go 'round and 'round in the circle game

Then the child moved ten times 'round the seasons
Skated over ten clear Frozen streams
Words like 'When you're older' must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams

Chorus: And the seasons, etc.
Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels lost to car wheels through the town
And you tell him Take your time, it won't be long now
Til you drag your feet to slow the circles down.

Chorus: And the seasons, etc.

So the boy who dreamed tomorrow now is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
They'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams, and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through.

Chorus: And the seasons, etc.

Words and music by Joni Mitchell .
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