Arcady

Doherty Peter

In Arcady, your life trips along 
pure and simple as the shepherd's song 
Seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady 
In Arcady 
In Arcady oh
Never saw I such a scene 
Such fare maids upon such a molten green 
They employ their holiday with dance and game 
And things I may never name 
In Arcady 
In Arcady well
You said he was your teacher 
Taught you true and wise 
But now you know more than your teacher 
I see nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes 
In Arcady 
but you see how twisted it becomes 
just See how quickly twisted it becomes 
When the cat gut binds my ankles to your bedstead 
no That ain't love, no that ain't love 
Said he was your teacher 
and he Taught you true and wise 
but Now you know more than your teacher 
I see nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes 
In Arcady
In Arcady
In Arcady
In Arcady
In Arcady, your life trips along 
Pure and simple as the shepherd's song 
the Seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady
In Arcady
In Arcady
In Arcady
In Arcady


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