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 were a-talking 
 
 
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"Your future, your future, I would 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 at the four winds with his fists-oh 
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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 kiss-oh 
 
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"You speak with an 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 sorceror's words are to taunt 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-oh 
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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 start-oh 
 
 
      Fmi                         Bmi 
"Oh, where is the raven that I struck down dead 
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That here'd lie here on the ground-oh? 
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I see but my true love with a wound so red" 
      Bmi    A            Bmi 
Her lover's heart it did pound-oh 
 
 
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Crazy Man Michael, he wanders and walks 
 
And talks to the night and the day-oh 
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But his eyes they are sane and his speech it is clear 
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And he longs to be far away-oh 
 
 
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Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes 
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And asks the wild woods 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