Round Table Lyrics

Song	Round Table
Artist	Roger McGuinn
Album	Cardiff Rose (Expanded Edition)
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	作词 : Levy, McGuinn
	Seventeen feet across
	Of the hardest oak to be found
	Cut to the shape of the Sun and the Moon
	Shine the color of ale
	And the knights of the Living Cross
	Gathered all around
	Raise their goblets and drink a toast
	To the search for the Holy Grail
	There was one well known for charity
	And whose voice was gruff
	And one who wielded a deadly sword
	With the finest lace on his cuff
	There was talk about a fearful ghost
	The bastard son if a King
	Who died at the knee of his lordly host
	You could hear his armor ring
	Still hear his armor ring
	Pure in heart and mind,
	The key to all you seek
	Those were the words of the Mighty King
	As he looked deep into their eyes
	The best of you have wined and dined
	You're treacherous when you speak
	You look for a way to seal your faith
	But you find a compromise
	You have raised your voice in vanity
	You have turned your back on the poor
	You have closed your heart to the written word
	You defend the evil-doer
	Now the time is come to clean your minds
	If the good is to prevail
	I offer this emerald to the one who finds
	Our Saviour's Holy Grail
	Our Saviour's Holy Grail
	Banners in the sky, armor gleaming in the sun
	The sounds of the horses, trumpets and drums
	As they marched for the countryside
	And the villagers they rode
	Be were silent everyone
	Frightened mothers closed their shades
	And they made their daughters hide
	And then they came upon a community
	On a quiet Summer's day
	But these travelers to Jerusalem
	Saw nothing in their way
	And before the night fell on that town
	They had crucified the Priest
	They robbed and pillaged and burned it down
	And kept headin' toward the East
	They kept headin' toward the East
	Came to Israel stood shimmering in the sand
	Thirsty men could close their eyes
	And see the milk and honey flow
	The blood of the Infidel
	Still fresh upon their hands
	They knocked the ancient doorway down
	Like the walls of a Jericho
	And they thanked their Christianity
	For the Temple they had seized
	And though no one found the Holy Grail
	The Mighty King was pleased
	For he had changed the face of history
	And a legend had begun
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord's work is done
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord's work is done
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord's work is done
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord's work is done

	zuo ci : Levy, McGuinn
	Seventeen feet across
	Of the hardest oak to be found
	Cut to the shape of the Sun and the Moon
	Shine the color of ale
	And the knights of the Living Cross
	Gathered all around
	Raise their goblets and drink a toast
	To the search for the Holy Grail
	There was one well known for charity
	And whose voice was gruff
	And one who wielded a deadly sword
	With the finest lace on his cuff
	There was talk about a fearful ghost
	The bastard son if a King
	Who died at the knee of his lordly host
	You could hear his armor ring
	Still hear his armor ring
	Pure in heart and mind,
	The key to all you seek
	Those were the words of the Mighty King
	As he looked deep into their eyes
	The best of you have wined and dined
	You' re treacherous when you speak
	You look for a way to seal your faith
	But you find a compromise
	You have raised your voice in vanity
	You have turned your back on the poor
	You have closed your heart to the written word
	You defend the evildoer
	Now the time is come to clean your minds
	If the good is to prevail
	I offer this emerald to the one who finds
	Our Saviour' s Holy Grail
	Our Saviour' s Holy Grail
	Banners in the sky, armor gleaming in the sun
	The sounds of the horses, trumpets and drums
	As they marched for the countryside
	And the villagers they rode
	Be were silent everyone
	Frightened mothers closed their shades
	And they made their daughters hide
	And then they came upon a community
	On a quiet Summer' s day
	But these travelers to Jerusalem
	Saw nothing in their way
	And before the night fell on that town
	They had crucified the Priest
	They robbed and pillaged and burned it down
	And kept headin' toward the East
	They kept headin' toward the East
	Came to Israel stood shimmering in the sand
	Thirsty men could close their eyes
	And see the milk and honey flow
	The blood of the Infidel
	Still fresh upon their hands
	They knocked the ancient doorway down
	Like the walls of a Jericho
	And they thanked their Christianity
	For the Temple they had seized
	And though no one found the Holy Grail
	The Mighty King was pleased
	For he had changed the face of history
	And a legend had begun
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord' s work is done
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord' s work is done
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord' s work is done
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord' s work is done

	zuò cí : Levy, McGuinn
	Seventeen feet across
	Of the hardest oak to be found
	Cut to the shape of the Sun and the Moon
	Shine the color of ale
	And the knights of the Living Cross
	Gathered all around
	Raise their goblets and drink a toast
	To the search for the Holy Grail
	There was one well known for charity
	And whose voice was gruff
	And one who wielded a deadly sword
	With the finest lace on his cuff
	There was talk about a fearful ghost
	The bastard son if a King
	Who died at the knee of his lordly host
	You could hear his armor ring
	Still hear his armor ring
	Pure in heart and mind,
	The key to all you seek
	Those were the words of the Mighty King
	As he looked deep into their eyes
	The best of you have wined and dined
	You' re treacherous when you speak
	You look for a way to seal your faith
	But you find a compromise
	You have raised your voice in vanity
	You have turned your back on the poor
	You have closed your heart to the written word
	You defend the evildoer
	Now the time is come to clean your minds
	If the good is to prevail
	I offer this emerald to the one who finds
	Our Saviour' s Holy Grail
	Our Saviour' s Holy Grail
	Banners in the sky, armor gleaming in the sun
	The sounds of the horses, trumpets and drums
	As they marched for the countryside
	And the villagers they rode
	Be were silent everyone
	Frightened mothers closed their shades
	And they made their daughters hide
	And then they came upon a community
	On a quiet Summer' s day
	But these travelers to Jerusalem
	Saw nothing in their way
	And before the night fell on that town
	They had crucified the Priest
	They robbed and pillaged and burned it down
	And kept headin' toward the East
	They kept headin' toward the East
	Came to Israel stood shimmering in the sand
	Thirsty men could close their eyes
	And see the milk and honey flow
	The blood of the Infidel
	Still fresh upon their hands
	They knocked the ancient doorway down
	Like the walls of a Jericho
	And they thanked their Christianity
	For the Temple they had seized
	And though no one found the Holy Grail
	The Mighty King was pleased
	For he had changed the face of history
	And a legend had begun
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord' s work is done
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord' s work is done
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord' s work is done
	And little children were taught to see how
	The Good Lord' s work is done

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