To Anne from Kong

by: John Dowler in Lyrics

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John Dowler

We met upon a night of screaming natives.
Your hands were tied - the natives lied to me.
They never mentioned that you were in the movies;
a tourist passing through.
I was a fool, I fell in love with you.

But who was I to sweep you from the altar
and lift you to my lips to steal a kiss.
Your golden hair and your screaming like a goddess;
it was more than I could stand,
and lo! there you were in the palm of my hand.

      I took you to my mountain
      there I’d lived so long within, without you.
      I never realized how much I’d love you;
      as much as I do I.

And then I saw you running through the forest
where I’d killed a tyrannosaurus, just for you.
And on the beach they were waiting with an army,
so love, when I came to,
I was flat on my back on a seven week cruise.

      I took you to my mountain
      there I’d lived so long within, without you.
      I never realized how much I’s love you;
      as much as I do I.

Dreaming of a date in New York City...
some food, some wine, a midnight climb with you...
I found myself in an cloud of stinging dragons
and walls of spinning stone -
but you killed me, dear, when you left me alone.

      I took you to my mountain
      there I’d lived so long within, without you.
      I never realized how much I’s love you;
      as much as I do I.

Currently there's no recording of this song on the site. Come to Bowfest and maybe I'll play it!

 

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