Lyrics Rumpelstiltskin - Brian Dewan

Rumpelstiltskin

Once a miller boasted to a king
That he’d increase his wealth ten-thousandfold
«I have my darling daughter here, you see
Who knows just how to spin straw into gold!»
The king said, «Though you be a peasant girl
I surely could not have a richer wife
Spin this straw heap into golden bales
And I will take you for my wedded wife
Fill this room with gold ere morn is nigh
Fill it, or tomorrow you must die.»
She cried until a little man appeared
And said, «It may be none of my concern
But I can spin your straw to gold for you
Though you must give me something in return
A living thing is dearer to my heart
Than all the treasure in this wide world o’er
You must give to me your firstborn child
That he might live to fill my joyless days
Unless in three days' time you guess my name
Keep the child if you can guess my name!»
«Is it Thomas?»
«No.»
«Is it Richard?»
«No.»
«Is it Harold?»
«No, that is not my name.»
And when the peasant girl became the queen
She said, «I'll let no stone be left unturned.»
And sent her courtiers out to roam the earth
To search for all the names that ever were
And all the while the little man’s refrain
Went on reverberating through her brain
«The child is mine unless you guess my name
Keep your child if you can guess my name
I’ll grant you this if you can guess my name
If and only if you guess my name!»
«Is it Shortribs?»
«No.»
«Is it Sheepshanks?»
«No.»
«Is it Laceleg?»
«No, that is not my name.»
And when at last the dreaded day arrived
The courtiers saw their queen was full of woe
One said, «Though we’ve exhausted every name
There’s one more thing Her Majesty should know
We saw a little man deep in the woods
Who danced around a fire as he sang
'Today's the day that I will jump for joy
I’ve made the queen to play my little game
How fortunate that not a living soul
Knows that Rumpelstiltskin is my name!'»
«Is it Caspar?»
«No.»
«Is it Melchior?»
«No.»
«Is it Balthazar?»
«No.»
«Is it Rumpelstiltskin?»
«The Devil has told you that,» he cried aloud
And he stamped so hard his foot went through the ground
He seized the other leg with both his hands
And pulled it swiftly upward to the sky
So angry that he pulled with all his might
That in his rage, he pulled himself in half