I put away the knife the chisel and the saw. I've locked away my life behind this old oak door. To make a simple spoon a token of my love. In hope that maybe soon it's me you're thinking of. CHORUS:. So take my spoon Blodwyn. Make it soon Blodwyn. The valley knows the way I feel today. So take my spoon Blodwyn. Make it soon Blodwyn. Before some other spoon takes you away. My life may not be long was working down below. For so much can go wrong but what else do I know?. So take these precious years and make them precious too. And say you'll take from me what I will give to you. CHORUS. [guitar solo (Pete Ham)]. CHORUS.