As I Roved Out - Lyrics - Jane Siberry

Title: As I Roved Out
Artist: Jane Siberry
Composer(s): Jane Siberry

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Lyric:
As I roved out one bright May morning
To view the purple heather and flowers gay
Who should I spy but my own true lover
As she sat under yon willow tree

I took off my hat and I did salute her
I did salute her most courageously
When she turned around and the tears fell from her eyes
Saying, "False young man, you have deluded me"

Three diamond rings for love I gave you
Three diamond rings to wear on your right hand
But the vows you made, love, you went and broke them
And married the lassie that had the land

If I married the lassie that had the land, my love
'Tis that I'll rue until the day I die
But when fortune calls few men can shun it
I was a blind fool was I

Now at night when I go to my bed of slumber
The thoughts of my true love run in my mind
When I turned around to embrace my darling
Instead of gold 'tis brass I find

And I wish the Queen would call home her armies
From the West Indies, America and Spain
And every man to his homeland would run
And I in hope that we'd meet again

As I roved out one bright May morning
To view the purple heather and flowers gay
Who should I spy but my own true lover
As she sat under yon willow tree

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Beastie - Lyrics - Broadsword And The Beast - Jethro Tull

Title: Beastie
Album: Broadsword And The Beast
Artist: Jethro Tull
Composer(s): Ian Anderson

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Lyric:
From early days of infancy, through trembling years of youth
Long murky middle age and final hours long in the tooth
Here's the hundred names of terror, creature you love the least
Picture his name before you and exorcise the beast

He roved up and down through history, spectre with tales to tell
In the darkness when the campfire's dead, to each his private hell
If you look behind your shoulder as you feel his eyes to feast
You can witness now the everchanging nature of the beast

Beastie, beastie, beastie, beastie

If you wear a warmer sporran, you can keep the foe at bay
You can pop those pills and visit some psychiatrist who'll say
"There's nothing I can do for you, everywhere's a danger zone
I'd love to help get rid of it but I've got one of my own"

Beastie, there's a beast upon my shoulder
Beastie, and a fiend upon my back
Beastie, feel his burning breath a-heaving
Beastie, smoke oozing from his stack

And he moves beneath the covers
Beastie, or he lies below the bed
Beastie, he's the beast upon your shoulder
Beastie, and he's the price upon your head

He's the lonely fear of dying and for some of living too
He's your private nightmare pricking, he'd just love to turn the screw
So stand as one defiant, yes and let your voices swell
Stare that beastie in the face and really give him hell

Beastie, there's a beast upon my shoulder
Beastie, and a fiend upon my back
Beastie, feel his burning breath a-heaving
Beastie, smoke oozing from his stack

Beastie, and he moves beneath the covers
Beastie, or he lies below the bed
Beastie, he's the beast upon your shoulder
Beastie, and he's the price upon your head
Look out, look out

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