Peter, Paul & Mary - I Have A Song To Sing, O! Lyrics
I have a song to sing, o! (sing me your song, o!)It is sung to the moon by a love-lorn loonWho fled from the mocking throng-oIts the song of a merry man moping mumWhose soul was sad and whose glance was glumWho sipped no sup and who craved no crumbAs he sighed for the love of a lady.Refrain:Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-deHe sipped no sup and he craved no crumbAs he sighed for the love of a lady.I have a song to sing, o! (what is your song, o? )It is sung with the ring of the songs maids singWho loved with a love life-long-oIts a song of a merry maid peerly proudWho loved a lord and who laughed aloudAt the moan of the merry man moping mumWhose soul was sad and whose glance was glumWho sipped no sup and who craved no crumbAs he sighed for the love of a lady.(refrain)I have a song to sing,o! (sing me your song, o)It is sung to the knell of a church-yard bellAnd a doleful dirge ding-dong oIts a song of a popinjay bravely bornWho turned up his noble nose with scornAt the humble merry maid peerly proudWho loved a lord and who laughed aloudAt the moan of a merry man moping mumWhose soul was sad and whose glance was glumWho sipped no sup and who craved no crumbAs he sighed for the love of a lady.(refrain)I have a song to sing, o!(I have a song to sing)I have a song to sing-o!It is sung with a sigh and a tear in the eye for it tells of a righted wrong-oIts a song of the merry maid once so gayWho turned on her heel and tripped awayFrom the pea***** popinjay bravely bornWho turned up his noble nose with scornAt the humble heart that he did not prizeSo she begged on her knees with downcast eyesFor the love of the merry man moping mumWhose soul was sad and whose glance was glumWho sipped no sup and who craved no crumbAs he sighed for the love of a lady.Hey-di, hey-di, misery me, lack-a-day-de,His pains were oer and he sighed no moreFor he lived in the love of a lady.Hey-di, hey-di, his pains were oerAnd he sighed no moreFor he lived in the love of a lady.
