Written by American folk singer Janis Ian when she was only 13, her version is even prettier but almost identical to this cover by Deena Webster…
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Hair Of Spun Gold<\/strong> When I was just the age of five Written by American folk singer Janis Ian when she was only 13, her version is even prettier but almost identical to this cover by Deena Webster… [youtube]http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=gQiObAYfptY[\/youtube]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[212],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13049","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blogalog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/yummy-wakame.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13049","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/yummy-wakame.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/yummy-wakame.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yummy-wakame.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yummy-wakame.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13049"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/yummy-wakame.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13049\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/yummy-wakame.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13049"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yummy-wakame.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13049"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/yummy-wakame.com\/weblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13049"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nJanis Ian<\/em><\/p>\n
\nmy world had just come alive
\nWondrous things to be seen and be done
\nAll that I could think of was fun
\nWith hair of spun gold
\nLips of ruby red
\nand eyes as deep as the deepest sea
\nAnd when I was just the age of ten
\nmy life it did change again
\nI threw away all my childish toys
\nand worked on getting noticed by the boys
\nAnd when i was just thirteen years of age
\ngoing steady was all the rage
\nMy momma picked me out the cutest boy
\nMy little leather-jacketed toy
\nAnd hair of spun gold
\nturned to black as the night
\nLips of ruby red were turned to pale pink
\nAnd when I was fifteen years of age
\nhe had my hand in marriage
\nAnd when fifteen years of age
\nin my arms I held my babe
\nAnd now I’m twenty-one
\nI feel my life’s over and done
\nand I’m looking down on my little child
\nwondering if she’ll be so wild
\nShe’s got hair of spun gold
\nLips of ruby red
\nand eyes as deep as the deepest sea
\nAnd I’m looking down on my child
\nI swear she’ll have the time
\nThere’ll be time to love, there’ll be time to learn
\nHer childish memories she won’t spurn
\nWe’ll find time to laugh, there’ll be time to play
\nShe won’t have to throw her toys away
\nI swear to you
\nWe’ll wait for time to take its time<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"