Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Angel Delight, artist - Fairport Convention. Album song The History Of Fairport Convention, in the genre
Date of issue: 31.12.1971
Record label: Island, Universal Music Operations
Song language: English
Angel Delight |
John the Wood went out one day |
To view the scene from a different angle |
He stood and watched a child at play |
A-tinkling on an old triangle |
Dave the Drum who was passing by |
Bought the toy with a coin he’d picked up |
You should have seen the gleam in his eye |
As he saw a? |
Tune he’s gleaned up? |
Shined up |
La la la la la la la la la la la la la |
La la la la la la la la la la la la la |
Out in the rain if you want a cup of tea |
Dodge the puddles in the yard |
The lord of the land’s coming round to complain |
It’s hard |
The peacock flew to a very high tree |
He didn’t like grass or concrete fairies |
Put me where the action is |
I’d rather be with the next-door hairies |
Simon spied the bathroom door |
In his hand’s a herb shampoo |
Waiting for the waters raw |
So little time, so much to do |
La la la la la la la la la la la la la |
La la la la la la la la la la la la la |
Stand in a line, take a book along |
There’s time for a game of cards |
Now it’s your turn and the water’s all gone |
It’s cold |
The next to appear was the.. |
He needs a rest or at least he says so |
You probably think that he’s flipped his lid |
Cause he wears high heels and a snow-white trousseau |
Five foot three yet he stands so tall |
And on the ground his feet are never |
Friends may come and friends may go |
But the fiddle bill goes on for ever |
La la la la la la la la la la la la la |
La la la la la la la la la la la la la |
The music room would make you grin |
It’s cold as a freezing pit |
There’s a hole in the wall where a lorry came in |
Let’s split |
I quite like a breast of chicken |
And I’m crazy about aspic and roast quails |
But the sight to make my pulse rate quicken |
Is a dozen nice fat snails |
On the other hand, there’s Pegg on the bass |
Whose tastes in food are very much wider |
You’ll see a smile light up his face |
At a couple of kippers and a glass of cider |
La la la la la la la la la la la la la |
La la la la la la la la la la la la la |
Stand on a chair if you want to watch the box |
The fleas can jump a mile |
Peer through the haze watching Top Of The Pops |
And smile |