Oh, Agamemnon - Crooked Still

Oh my darling

Lay yourself down

I’ll tell you a sad sad tale of the love that I hadn’t found

Till you whispered to me your sweet sound

Oh my lady

Put your hand in mine

I’ll pull you in to me for a dance that has no time

To a song that doesn’t rhyme

All I can give you is this pool I’m in

And I forgive you if you find that you cannot swim

Stop me from thinking of what I once knew

Save me from sinking in the river of your eyes so blue

Sit down beside me

Sing to me a song

Play me a fiddle tune and forget about what we did wrong

How we stayed away too long

Draw me a picture of a lonesome turtle dove

Write me a line of verse that was sent from heaven above

And you’ll win back my love

All I can give you is this gentle heart

And I forgive you if it rips your world apart

All I can say dear, is take me to your bed

Just let me stay here and rest my aching head…