Lyr Req: The Looking Glass (Eric Andersen)
BLIND FIDDLER 2
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Subject: Lyr Req: the looking glass|
Date: 14 Jun 09 - 09:22 PM
..anyone know the lyrics to "the looking glass" from eric andersen's first vangard record?
Subject: Lyr Add: THE LOOKING GLASS (Eric Andersen)|
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 18 Jun 09 - 11:21 PM
Copied from http://www.ghostsupontheroad.org/lyrics/highway.html#lookingGlass:
THE LOOKING GLASS
In the cattails, a maid did dwell.
She sang sweet songs, but she loved as well.
She was a bit over five feet tall,
And she loved no man, for she loved them all.
In her bed many hours we lay
While the north winds'd blow and the sparrows'd play,
And in my hand she placed a key,
Sayin', "Keep this, my love. Follow me."
So I swore, for she knew me well.
I swore this love I'd never tell.
She said for me her soul she'd sell,
Even if she must walk the fires of hell.
Her hair it rushed and flowed so long,
On a silken pillow, it did belong.
Her eyes were yellow like the mornin' sun,
And they were singin' each one a song,
And her skin was dark like a russet dawn.
Well, in her hair would flow my tears,
Of my lonely days, and my bitter years,
And on her breast, my soul would sail,
And her mouth was as sweet, sweet as ale.
She was to me a golden cup
That poured me life for me to sup,
And in her heart was a lookin' glass,
And a sturdy ship, with a highest mast.
For many days, I did remain,
Until one day, I forgot her name;
Then I knew I'd have to go
From where the sparrows played, and the north winds'd blow.
But then one day, by the cattail pond,
My love was dyin', and then she was gone.
I buried her where the green grass grows,
And there she slept 'til the winter snows.
So I sang my sorrow to the trees,
And they said, "Go sing it to the breeze."
Well, I knew this love no man could believe,
So I buried my sorrow, my heart, and my key.
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: the looking glass (eric andersen)|
Date: 19 Jun 09 - 07:19 AM