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Sweet Sir Galahad

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Sweet Sir Galahad
Sweet Sir Galahad
Came in through the window
In the night when
The moon was in the yard

He took her hand in his
And shook the long hair
From his neck and he told her
She'd been working much too hard

It was true that ever since the day
Her crazy man had passed away
To the land of poet's pride
She laughed and talked a lot
With new people on the block
But always at evening time she cried

And here's to the dawn of their days

She moved her head
A little down on the bed
Until it rested softly on his knee

And there she dropped her smile
And there she sighed awhile
And told him all the sadness
Of those years that numbered three

Well you know I think my fate's belated
'Cause of all the hours I waited
For the day when I'd no longer cry

Get myself to work by eight
But oh, was I born too late
And do you think I'll fail
At every single thing I try?

And here's to the dawn of their days

He just put his arm around her
And that's the way I found her
Eight months later to the day

Lines of a smile erased
The tear tracks upon her face
A smile that could linger, even stay

Sweet Sir Galahad went down
With his gay bride of flowers
The prince of the hours
Of her lifetime

And here's to the dawn
Of their days
Of their days


Written by:

Joan Baez

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