The hour's getting late
Outside in the cold distance
The thief he kindly spoke
I can't get no relief
Barefoot servants too
Ploughmen dig my earth
So let us stop talking falsely now
Princess kept the view
Nobody up it is worth
While all the women came and went
And this is not our fate
Two riders were approaching
There's too much confusion
All along the watchtower
Who feel that life is but a joke
No reason to [Incomprehensible]
A wildcat did growl
Businessmen, they drink my wine
There's many here among us
But you and I we've been through that
No reason to get excited