Let me bring you songs from the wood: To make you feel much better than you could know - Dust you down from tip to toe - Show you how the garden grows - Hold you steady as you go - Join the chorus if you can: It'll make of you an honest man. Let me bring you love from the field: Poppies red and roses filled with summer rain To heal the wound and still the pain That threatens again and again As you drag down every lovers' lane. Life's long celebration's here. I'll toast you all in penny cheer. Let me bring you all things refined: Galliards and Lute songs served in chilling ale. Greeting well-met fellow, hail! I am the wind to fill your sail. I am the cross to take your nail: A singer of these ageless times - With kitchen prose and gutter rhymes.
Best Tull album ever...
Let me bring you songs from the wood:
To make you feel much better than you could know -
Dust you down from tip to toe -
Show you how the garden grows -
Hold you steady as you go -
Join the chorus if you can:
It'll make of you an honest man.
Let me bring you love from the field:
Poppies red and roses filled with summer rain
To heal the wound and still the pain
That threatens again and again
As you drag down every lovers' lane.
Life's long celebration's here.
I'll toast you all in penny cheer.
Let me bring you all things refined:
Galliards and Lute songs served in chilling ale.
Greeting well-met fellow, hail!
I am the wind to fill your sail.
I am the cross to take your nail:
A singer of these ageless times -
With kitchen prose and gutter rhymes.