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Emitt Rhodes

In The Days Of The Old

 

In The Days Of The Old

(album: The American Dream - 1970)


In days of old, knights were bold, we sailed across the sea
To see what we could see
To see what we could see

To slay the dragon, to save the maiden, to hear the angels sing
Though we weren't quite what we seemed
No, we weren't quite what we seemed
In days of old

The King, the Pope, they said and moped, they needed a game to play
So they started a crusade
Yes, they started a crusade
And all the knights throughout the land decided this must be fun
So they would play along
Yes, they would play along

To slay the dragon, to save the maiden, to hear the angels sing
Though we weren't quite what we seemed
No, we weren't quite what we seemed
In days of old

La la la...

Well, my legs were shaky, my voice was quaky, my armour shined in the sun
And the battle had just begun
Yes, the battle had just begun
I turned my steed and I started to flee as my stirrup turned into a noose
And I couldn't wiggle it loose
No, I couldn't wiggle it loose

To slay the dragon, to save the maiden, to hear the angels sing
Well, we weren't quite what we seemed
No, we weren't quite what we seemed
In days of old

La la la...

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