Craig Bickhardt - Crazy Nightingale lyrics

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Once by the white sea on the rocky coast of Wales

There was a sad sound in the song of the nightingales

Above the bright fields, yours was the wilder song

From a dark wood, a plaint so clear and strong

The pale, unfettered breast against a thorn

How you loved to make sweet music pour

Chorus:

Here's to all the hangers-on

Another round of ale

You sang your lonely life away

Crazy nightingale

I've heard of one bird who sang to an ancient age

That was in china, he lived in a bamboo cage

His voice was silver but yours was smooth, warm stone

On the sidewalk singing "Molly Malone"

With fiery visions that were fused to be

Such incandescent poetry

Here's to all the hangers-on

Another round of ale

You sang your lonely life away

Crazy nightingale.

It was always the madness or the drink

You were driven to

I guess in the end those were the bars

You were singing through

Here's to all the hangers-on

Another round of ale

You sang your lonely life away

Crazy nightingale