Song | Crazy Man Michael |
Artist | Natalie Merchant |
Album | The House Carpenter's Daughter |
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[00:11.73] | within the fire |
[00:14.66] | and out upon the sea |
[00:18.97] | crazy man Michael was walking |
[00:23.60] | he met with a raven |
[00:27.16] | with eyes black as coal |
[00:30.54] | and shortley they were talking |
[00:34.23] | |
[00:36.76] | "your future, your future |
[00:40.51] | i will tell to, your future |
[00:46.82] | you often have asked of me |
[00:49.95] | your true love will die |
[00:52.70] | by your own right hand |
[00:57.14] | and crazy man Michael |
[00:59.88] | will cursed be" |
[01:28.63] | well, Michael he ranted |
[01:31.13] | and Michael he raved |
[01:34.88] | and he beat at the four winds |
[01:40.45] | with his fists-o |
[01:45.07] | |
[01:46.07] | well, he laughed and he cried |
[01:49.50] | he shouted and he swore |
[01:54.19] | for his mad mind |
[01:56.07] | entrapped him with a fist-hold |
[02:00.26] | "you speak with an evil |
[02:03.82] | you speak with a hate |
[02:06.76] | you speak for the devil that haunts |
[02:08.82] | for is she not the fairest |
[02:10.32] | in all the broad land? |
[02:12.81] | your sorcerers words are to taunt me" |
[02:43.76] | well, he took out his dagger of fine and broad steel |
[02:49.82] | and he struck down the raven |
[02:53.20] | through the heart-o |
[02:56.07] | well, the bird fluttered long |
[02:59.19] | and the sky it did spin |
[03:02.76] | and this cold earth did |
[03:05.13] | wander 'round startled |
[03:06.88] | "oh where is that raven |
[03:40.63] | that i struck down dead |
[03:44.31] | and here did lie on the ground-o? |
[03:50.25] | i see my true love with a wound so red |
[03:58.19] | where her lover's heart |
[04:01.32] | it did pound-o" |
[04:04.26] | crazy man Michael |
[04:05.69] | he wander I'm told |
[04:08.20] | and he talks through |
[04:11.25] | the night and day-o but his eyes they are sane |
[04:18.19] | and his speech is plain |
[04:21.70] | and he longs to be far away-o |
[04:28.76] | Michael he whistles |
[04:31.57] | the simplest of tunes |
[04:34.63] | as he asks of the wild wolves |
[04:37.88] | their pardon |
[04:38.63] | but his true love has flown |
[04:43.38] | into every flower grown |
[04:47.07] | and he must be keeper of the garden |
[00:11.73] | within the fire |
[00:14.66] | and out upon the sea |
[00:18.97] | crazy man Michael was walking |
[00:23.60] | he met with a raven |
[00:27.16] | with eyes black as coal |
[00:30.54] | and shortley they were talking |
[00:34.23] | |
[00:36.76] | your future, your future |
[00:40.51] | i will tell to, your future |
[00:46.82] | you often have asked of me |
[00:49.95] | your true love will die |
[00:52.70] | by your own right hand |
[00:57.14] | and crazy man Michael |
[00:59.88] | will cursed be |
[01:28.63] | well, Michael he ranted |
[01:31.13] | and Michael he raved |
[01:34.88] | and he beat at the four winds |
[01:40.45] | with his fistso |
[01:45.07] | |
[01:46.07] | well, he laughed and he cried |
[01:49.50] | he shouted and he swore |
[01:54.19] | for his mad mind |
[01:56.07] | entrapped him with a fisthold |
[02:00.26] | you speak with an evil |
[02:03.82] | you speak with a hate |
[02:06.76] | you speak for the devil that haunts |
[02:08.82] | for is she not the fairest |
[02:10.32] | in all the broad land? |
[02:12.81] | your sorcerers words are to taunt me |
[02:43.76] | well, he took out his dagger of fine and broad steel |
[02:49.82] | and he struck down the raven |
[02:53.20] | through the hearto |
[02:56.07] | well, the bird fluttered long |
[02:59.19] | and the sky it did spin |
[03:02.76] | and this cold earth did |
[03:05.13] | wander ' round startled |
[03:06.88] | oh where is that raven |
[03:40.63] | that i struck down dead |
[03:44.31] | and here did lie on the groundo? |
[03:50.25] | i see my true love with a wound so red |
[03:58.19] | where her lover' s heart |
[04:01.32] | it did poundo |
[04:04.26] | crazy man Michael |
[04:05.69] | he wander I' m told |
[04:08.20] | and he talks through |
[04:11.25] | the night and dayo but his eyes they are sane |
[04:18.19] | and his speech is plain |
[04:21.70] | and he longs to be far awayo |
[04:28.76] | Michael he whistles |
[04:31.57] | the simplest of tunes |
[04:34.63] | as he asks of the wild wolves |
[04:37.88] | their pardon |
[04:38.63] | but his true love has flown |
[04:43.38] | into every flower grown |
[04:47.07] | and he must be keeper of the garden |
[00:11.73] | within the fire |
[00:14.66] | and out upon the sea |
[00:18.97] | crazy man Michael was walking |
[00:23.60] | he met with a raven |
[00:27.16] | with eyes black as coal |
[00:30.54] | and shortley they were talking |
[00:34.23] | |
[00:36.76] | your future, your future |
[00:40.51] | i will tell to, your future |
[00:46.82] | you often have asked of me |
[00:49.95] | your true love will die |
[00:52.70] | by your own right hand |
[00:57.14] | and crazy man Michael |
[00:59.88] | will cursed be |
[01:28.63] | well, Michael he ranted |
[01:31.13] | and Michael he raved |
[01:34.88] | and he beat at the four winds |
[01:40.45] | with his fistso |
[01:45.07] | |
[01:46.07] | well, he laughed and he cried |
[01:49.50] | he shouted and he swore |
[01:54.19] | for his mad mind |
[01:56.07] | entrapped him with a fisthold |
[02:00.26] | you speak with an evil |
[02:03.82] | you speak with a hate |
[02:06.76] | you speak for the devil that haunts |
[02:08.82] | for is she not the fairest |
[02:10.32] | in all the broad land? |
[02:12.81] | your sorcerers words are to taunt me |
[02:43.76] | well, he took out his dagger of fine and broad steel |
[02:49.82] | and he struck down the raven |
[02:53.20] | through the hearto |
[02:56.07] | well, the bird fluttered long |
[02:59.19] | and the sky it did spin |
[03:02.76] | and this cold earth did |
[03:05.13] | wander ' round startled |
[03:06.88] | oh where is that raven |
[03:40.63] | that i struck down dead |
[03:44.31] | and here did lie on the groundo? |
[03:50.25] | i see my true love with a wound so red |
[03:58.19] | where her lover' s heart |
[04:01.32] | it did poundo |
[04:04.26] | crazy man Michael |
[04:05.69] | he wander I' m told |
[04:08.20] | and he talks through |
[04:11.25] | the night and dayo but his eyes they are sane |
[04:18.19] | and his speech is plain |
[04:21.70] | and he longs to be far awayo |
[04:28.76] | Michael he whistles |
[04:31.57] | the simplest of tunes |
[04:34.63] | as he asks of the wild wolves |
[04:37.88] | their pardon |
[04:38.63] | but his true love has flown |
[04:43.38] | into every flower grown |
[04:47.07] | and he must be keeper of the garden |