Publicación: Septiembre.
Productor: Derek Lawrence.
Ingeniero: Martin Birch.
Grabación: Mayo de 1971.
Estudios: De Lane Lea Studios, Londres.
Excepto: "Where Were You Tomorrow", grabada en vivo en De Montfort Hall, Leicester. El 14 junio, 1971.
Masterizado: Hitoshi Takiguchi.
Discográfica U.K: MCA Records.
N° de catalogo: MAPS 5060.
Diseño de portada, fotografía: Hipgnosis.
Track 8 del C.D: Previamente disponible sólo en "Live in Memphis" Promotion only E.P.
Grabacion: Agosto de 1972, Memphis, Tennessee.
Coordinador de arte (reedición): Kumi Mineta, Michiyo Goda.
Gerente de producción: Minoru Harada.
Investigación, reedición de arte: Strange Days.
Tracklist:
Lado 1.
01 Vas Dis.
(Jack McDuff) 4:41
02 The Pilgrim.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell) 8:30
03 Jail Bait.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell) 4:41
04 Alone.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell) 2:20
Lado 2.
05 Lullaby.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell) 2:59
06 Valediction.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell) 6:17
07 Where Were You Tomorrow.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell)
10:23
Tiempo total: 39:51 minutos.
Bonus track - edición C.D:
08 Jail Bait (Live).
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell) 4:54
Vinyl Long Play - edición U.S.A:
Discográfica: Decca Records.
N° de catalogo: DL 75295.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Interior carpeta.
Etiquetas lados 1 y 2.
Vinyl Long Play - edición Canada:
Discográfica: Decca Records.
N° de catalogo: DL 75295.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Contraportada y portada.
Interior carpeta.
Etiquetas lados 1 y 2.
Compact Disc - edición 1991 U.S.A:
Discográfica: MCA Records.
N° de catalogo: MCD 10233.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Disco.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Wishbone Ash:
Andy Powell: Guitarra, voz.
Ted Turner: Guitarra, voz.
Martin Turner: Bajo, voz.
Steve Upton: Bateria.
Letras:
Vas Dis.
(Jack McDuff)
Instrumental.
The Pilgrim.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell)
Instrumental.
Jail Bait.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell)
I'm wondering why your face no longer shines
I'm wondering why your face no longer shines
I'm wondering why
You're always on my mind
I'm stll wondering
Give me a little more time.
I need to know why I can't see your tears
I need to know why I can't see your tears
I need to know how many lonesome years
I want to make you cast away your fears.
Alone.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell)
Sit by the river's edge, and watch the water flow,
Sunlight that touched your face, and told you not to go.
Where, oh where, you search your heart - how much do you need?
All the things that take you far away from being alone.
Stay where your fellowship have watched you hide inside,
Don't you alarm the path where danger's arrows fly.
Places everywhere that seem to have no other days,
Calling out from what could only still be all alone.
Rain falls into your life, and leisure steals away,
Love and wishes floating down under today.
Sit by the river's edge, and watch the water flow,
Sunlight that touched your face, and told you not to go.
Where, oh where, you ask yourself - how much do you need?
All the things that take you far away from being alone.
Lullaby.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell)
Instrumental.
Valediction.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell)
Breathing is a sin, they say,
Loneliness is the price to pay.
Sad for you, I go once more.
I'll dry my eyes on a distant shore.
No way of freezing your rising tide
No way of keeping you by my side.
Like a bird, I'll fly high,
Guarding over this love of mine.
A room of trust
A room of fears
A room of laughter with a few sweet tears.
There we lay that sunny dawn
Calm and helpless as it lingers on.
No way of breaking the march of time.
No way of keeping our love sublime.
Like a bird, I'll fly high,
Guarding over this love of mine.
Many times we hurry by
Lose our problems in a knowing smile.
Many days were swept along
Left unnoticed as our love grew strong.
Believing each of us would always know
Believing one of us would never go.
Like a bird, I'll fly high
Watching over this love of mine.
Where Were You Tomorrow.
(M. Turner, S. Upton, T.Turner, A. Powell)
Well, I walked ten thousand miles till I came to you.
Well, I walked ten thousand miles till I came to you,
And you.
Well, I'm leaving you, baby
And I'm leaving too far back, now.
Well, I walked ten thousand miles till I came to you, who
Well, I walked ten thousand miles till I came to you.
Well, I'm leaving you, baby.
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