Crazy Man Michael - Studio Live Version Lyrics

Song	Crazy Man Michael - Studio Live Version
Artist	Fairport Convention
Album	In Real Time: Live '87
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	Within the fire and out upon the sea
	Crazy Man Michael was walking
	He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
	And shortly they were a-talking
	Your future, your future I would tell to you
	Your future you often have asked me
	Your true love will die by your own right hand
	And crazy man Michael will cursèd be
	Michael he ranted and Michael he raved
	And beat up the four winds with his fists-o
	He laughed and he cried, he shouted and he swore
	For his mad mind had trapped him with a kiss-o
	You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate
	You speak for the devil that haunts me
	For is she not the fairest in all the broad land
	Your sorcerer's words are to taunt me
	He took out his dagger of fire and of steel
	And struck down the raven through the heart-o
	The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin
	And the cold earth did wonder and startle
	O where is the raven that I struck down dead
	And here did lie on the ground-o
	I see that my true love with a wound so red
	Where her lover's heart it did pound-o
	Crazy Man Michael he wanders and calls
	And talks to the night and the day-o
	But his eyes they are sane and his speech it is plain
	And he longs to be far away-o
	Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes
	And asks the wild wolves their pardon
	For his true love is flown into every flower grown
	And he must be keeper of the garden

	Within the fire and out upon the sea
	Crazy Man Michael was walking
	He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
	And shortly they were atalking
	Your future, your future I would tell to you
	Your future you often have asked me
	Your true love will die by your own right hand
	And crazy man Michael will curse d be
	Michael he ranted and Michael he raved
	And beat up the four winds with his fistso
	He laughed and he cried, he shouted and he swore
	For his mad mind had trapped him with a kisso
	You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate
	You speak for the devil that haunts me
	For is she not the fairest in all the broad land
	Your sorcerer' s words are to taunt me
	He took out his dagger of fire and of steel
	And struck down the raven through the hearto
	The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin
	And the cold earth did wonder and startle
	O where is the raven that I struck down dead
	And here did lie on the groundo
	I see that my true love with a wound so red
	Where her lover' s heart it did poundo
	Crazy Man Michael he wanders and calls
	And talks to the night and the dayo
	But his eyes they are sane and his speech it is plain
	And he longs to be far awayo
	Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes
	And asks the wild wolves their pardon
	For his true love is flown into every flower grown
	And he must be keeper of the garden

	Within the fire and out upon the sea
	Crazy Man Michael was walking
	He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
	And shortly they were atalking
	Your future, your future I would tell to you
	Your future you often have asked me
	Your true love will die by your own right hand
	And crazy man Michael will cursè d be
	Michael he ranted and Michael he raved
	And beat up the four winds with his fistso
	He laughed and he cried, he shouted and he swore
	For his mad mind had trapped him with a kisso
	You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate
	You speak for the devil that haunts me
	For is she not the fairest in all the broad land
	Your sorcerer' s words are to taunt me
	He took out his dagger of fire and of steel
	And struck down the raven through the hearto
	The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin
	And the cold earth did wonder and startle
	O where is the raven that I struck down dead
	And here did lie on the groundo
	I see that my true love with a wound so red
	Where her lover' s heart it did poundo
	Crazy Man Michael he wanders and calls
	And talks to the night and the dayo
	But his eyes they are sane and his speech it is plain
	And he longs to be far awayo
	Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes
	And asks the wild wolves their pardon
	For his true love is flown into every flower grown
	And he must be keeper of the garden

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