- FAREWELL,FAREWELL
Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
You lonely travellers all
The cold north wind will blow again
The winding road does call
"And will you never return to see your bruised and beaten sons?"
"Oh I would, I would, if welcome I were for they loathe me, evey one"
"And will you never cut the cloth or drink the light to be?
And can you never swear a year to anyone but we?"
"No I will never cut the cloth or drink the light to be.
But I'll swear a year to one who lies asleep along side of me"
Farewell, farewell, to you who would hear
You lonely travellers all
The cold north wind will blow again
The winding road does call
- CRAZY MAN MICHAEL (R Thompson/D Swarbrick)
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 cursed be"
Michael he ranted and Michael he raved
And beat at 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
"Oh where is the raven that I struck down dead
And here did lie on the ground-o?
I see but my true love with a wound so red
Where her lover's heart it did pound-o"
Crazy man Michael he wonders 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
But 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