Crazy Man Michael

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Within the fire and out upon the sea
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Crazy Man Michael was walking
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He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
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And shortly they fell a talking
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Your future, your future I will tell to you
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Your future you often have asked me
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Your true love will die by your own right hand
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And Crazy Man Michael will cursed be


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Michael he ranted and Michael he raved
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And beat the 4 winds with his fists-o
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He laughed and he cried he shouted and he swore
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For his mad mind had trapped him with a curse-o
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You speak with and evil, you speak with a hate
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You speak for the devil that haunts me
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For is she not the fairest in all the broad land
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Your sorcerer's words are to tempt me.


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He took out his dagger of fire and of steel
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And struck down the raven through the heart-o
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The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin
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And the cold earth did wonder and stare-o
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Oh where is the raven that I struck down dead
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That here did lie on the ground-o
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I see my true love with a wound so red
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And her lover's heart it did pound-o


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Crazy Man Michael he wanders of course
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And talks to the night and the day-o
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And his eyes they are sane and his speech it is clear
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And he longs to be far away-o
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Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes
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And asks the wild rose their pardon
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For his true love is flown into every flower grown
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And he must be keeper of the garden