Angels's Harp

Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp

Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp

Shoutin' at the rising moon

Knowin' that I will soon stay

At the edge of the plain, on the top of the scarp

I'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harp

Though you made me a buffoon

You did not hear the words that I did croon

I'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harp

I knew you'd finally come around

Won't you please enjoy the sound

I didn't say clap, and I didn't stay sharp

I'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harp

And when I saw your eyes all brown

I pulled them boy, and lo I cut you down

At the edge of the plain, on the top of the scarp

This is where we all will fall

This is what we shall call kill

Pluckin' all day on our angel's harp

A resonator is sounding dark

Though you might be walkin' tall

Everybody got a lot to grow

Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp

Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp

This is where I'm jumping off

This is where I sail aloft