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by Fairport Convention
a favorite of Aonghos

    Crazy Man Michael

    by Dave Swarbrick & Richard Thompson
    [Dm] Within the [F] fog and [C] out on the [Am] sea
    [Dm] Crazy man [C] Michael was [Dm] walking
    he [Dm] met with a [F] Raven with [C] eyes black as [Am] coals
    and [Dm] shortly [C] they were [Dm] a-talking

    Your [Am] future, your future I would [Dm] tell to you
    your [Am] future you often have [C] asked me
    your [Dm] true love will [C] die by your [Dm] own right [Am] hand
    and [Dm] crazy man [C] Michael will [Dm] curs’ed be

    Michael he ranted and Micheal he raved
    and he beat the four winds with his fists - oh
    he laughed and he cried, he shouted and he swore
    for his mad mind had trapped him with a kiss - oh

    You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate
    you speak for the devil that haunts me
    for is she not the fairest in all the broad land
    your sorcerous words are to taunt me

    He took out his dagger of fire and of steel
    and struck down the raven through the heart - oh
    the bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin
    and the cold earth did wonder and start - oh

    Oh where is the raven that I struck down dead
    and here did lie on the ground - oh
    I see that my true love with a wound so red
    where her lovers heart it did pound - oh

    Crazy man Michael he wonders at the corpse
    and talks to the night and the day - oh
    but his eyes they are sane and his speech it is plain
    and he longs to be far away - oh

    Micheal he wistles the simplest of tunes
    and asks of the wild wolves their pardon
    for his truwee love has flown into every garden grown
    and he must be keeper of her garden