Mickey The Fiddler

	作曲 : Jack Bruce & Roderick Hugh Hart & John Symon Asher
	作词 : Bruce
	Brown-Bruce-Hart
	I saw a man on Primrose Hill
	Mickey the fiddler was there
	Reaching out for the highest note
	He could extract from the air
	With his fiddle and bow
	I saw a man on Primrose Hill
	Mickey the fiddler stood there
	At an angle to the universe
	Standing utterly still
	Small man in a big world
	And with the warming of the seasons
	And with yje changing of his mind
	He walks out from the prison
	He cries, "Thank you sir"
	I saw a man on Primrose Hill
	Staring into my mind
	He told the month when I was born
	Told me what I would find
	At the end of the rainbow
	Mickey the fiddler's on Primrose Hill
	His clothes worn down at the heel
	At an angle to the universe
	He stands utterly still
	Small man in a big world
	And with the warming of the seasons
	And with the changing of his mind
	He walks out from the prison
	He cries, "Thank you sir"
	Thank you sir

	zuò qǔ : Jack Bruce Roderick Hugh Hart John Symon Asher
	zuò cí : Bruce
	BrownBruceHart
	I saw a man on Primrose Hill
	Mickey the fiddler was there
	Reaching out for the highest note
	He could extract from the air
	With his fiddle and bow
	I saw a man on Primrose Hill
	Mickey the fiddler stood there
	At an angle to the universe
	Standing utterly still
	Small man in a big world
	And with the warming of the seasons
	And with yje changing of his mind
	He walks out from the prison
	He cries, " Thank you sir"
	I saw a man on Primrose Hill
	Staring into my mind
	He told the month when I was born
	Told me what I would find
	At the end of the rainbow
	Mickey the fiddler' s on Primrose Hill
	His clothes worn down at the heel
	At an angle to the universe
	He stands utterly still
	Small man in a big world
	And with the warming of the seasons
	And with the changing of his mind
	He walks out from the prison
	He cries, " Thank you sir"
	Thank you sir