Wretched Wilbur Lyrics

Song	Wretched Wilbur
Artist	Sandy Denny
Album	The North Star Grassman And The Ravens (Remastered)
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	作词 : Denny
	The summer was the reason
	Why it took so long to see
	That even if i do possess
	Some seeds of honesty,
	There is no garden,
	So how come i have no land?
	I shall be waiting here awhile
	To see what comes to hand.
	Misers mise and compromise;
	I know what i have seen.
	The wanderers are in the east;
	That's where i should have been.
	But i did not go there;
	I couldn't find the way.
	I do believe i made a try,
	But i really couldn't say.
	Oh, that wretched wilbur,
	He keeps ploughing up the land.
	He fights the battle thoughtfully
	With roses in his hands.
	But where is the fight now?
	So play us your merry song.
	The autumn, it has blown away,
	And the winter, it is long.

	zuo ci : Denny
	The summer was the reason
	Why it took so long to see
	That even if i do possess
	Some seeds of honesty,
	There is no garden,
	So how come i have no land?
	I shall be waiting here awhile
	To see what comes to hand.
	Misers mise and compromise
	I know what i have seen.
	The wanderers are in the east
	That' s where i should have been.
	But i did not go there
	I couldn' t find the way.
	I do believe i made a try,
	But i really couldn' t say.
	Oh, that wretched wilbur,
	He keeps ploughing up the land.
	He fights the battle thoughtfully
	With roses in his hands.
	But where is the fight now?
	So play us your merry song.
	The autumn, it has blown away,
	And the winter, it is long.

	zuò cí : Denny
	The summer was the reason
	Why it took so long to see
	That even if i do possess
	Some seeds of honesty,
	There is no garden,
	So how come i have no land?
	I shall be waiting here awhile
	To see what comes to hand.
	Misers mise and compromise
	I know what i have seen.
	The wanderers are in the east
	That' s where i should have been.
	But i did not go there
	I couldn' t find the way.
	I do believe i made a try,
	But i really couldn' t say.
	Oh, that wretched wilbur,
	He keeps ploughing up the land.
	He fights the battle thoughtfully
	With roses in his hands.
	But where is the fight now?
	So play us your merry song.
	The autumn, it has blown away,
	And the winter, it is long.

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