Wizard Of The Worldly Game - Fairport Convention

For seven years I’ve stood right here

And the flowers grow green by day

All for the yarns that I was told

I spread my arms when they grew cold

And warded off the rain

The bigger the tree, the deeper the root

The grass that is trodden underfoot

Give it time and it will surely rise again

I’m rocked by winds and I’m soaked by rains

And I bow and sometimes bend

Until I fall and crush the forms

Of a few small friends who stood through storms

And who will rise again

The bigger the tree, the deeper the root

The grass that is trodden underfoot

Give it time and it will surely rise again

It’s love to dust, the Derby’s just

Be do it or be done

Wild to wind and wise to pain

Wizard of the worldly game

Treason into trust

The bigger the tree, the deeper the root

The grass that is trodden underfoot

Give it time and it will surely rise again