Fie on Goodness - Camelot, Фредерик Лоу

Fie on goodness, fie

Fie on goodness, fie

Eight years of kindness to your neighbor

Making sure that the meek are treated well

Eight years of philanthropic labor

Derry down dell

Damn, but it’s hell

Oh, fie on goodness, fie

Fie, fie, fie

It’s been depressing all the way (derry down, derry down)

And getting glummer every day (derry down, derry down)

Ah, but to burn a little town or slay a dozen men

Anything to laugh again

Oh, fie on goodness, fie

Fie, fie, fie, fie, fie

When I think of the rollicking pleasures that earlier filled my life

Lolly lo, lolly lo

Like the time I beheaded a man who was beating his naked wife

Lolly lo, lolly lo

I can still hear his widow say

Never moving from where she lay

«Tell me what can I do, I beg, sir, of you

Your kindness to repay»

Fie on goodness, fie

Fie on goodness, fie

Lechery and vice have been arrested

Arrested!

Not a maiden is evermore in threat

Virgins may wander unmolested

Unmolested!

Lolly lo let

Gad, it’s a sweat

Oh, fie on goodness, fie

Fie, fie, fie, fie, fie

How we roared and brawled in Scotland

Not a law was e’er obeyed

And when wooing called in Scotland

We’d grab any pasing maid

Ah, my heart is still in Scotland

Where the lasses woo the best

On some bonny hill in Scotland

Stroking someone’s bonny…

Fie on Scotland, fie

Fie on Scotland, fie

No one repents for any sin now

Every soul is immaculate and trim

Immaculate!

No one is covered with chagrin now

Lolly lo lim

Gad, but it’s grim

Oh, fie on goodness, fie

Fie, fie, fie

There’s not a folly to deplore

Derry down, derry down

Confession Sunday is a bore

Derry down, derry down

Ah, but to spend a tortured evening staring at the floor

Guilty and alive once more

Oh, fie on virtue, fie

Fie on mercy, fie

Fie on justice

Fie on goodness

Fie, fie, fie, fie