Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lady Argyle , by - The Stanfields. Song from the album Modem Operandi, in the genre Фолк-рокRelease date: 17.09.2015
Record label: Groundswell
Song language: English
Lady Argyle |
| The yoke of pride, so many times |
| Has fallen on the best of us |
| The yoke of pride, so many times |
| Has burdened us who dwell in charity |
| Why, you ask, not break the chains? |
| T’is hard enough contending with |
| The downward eyes of passer-bys |
| No hearth, no home, no love, no dignity |
| Lo, yet one more decry |
| From an infamous throne such as mine |
| Vile and stable |
| In a wondrous and slow decline |
| The rain still must fall |
| On a wanderer of such likeness. |
| Fortune is a beggars bane |
| Yet the stain blights us all |
| More so who thus deny it. |
| Fortune is a beggars bane |
| Now I’m a rogue in your eyes |
| But I once was a yeoman who shined |
| With a place at the table |
| With laymen and lords alike |
| Now I find myself in the mire |
| Of a world still unfolding itself |
| Vile and stable |
| In a wondrous and slow decline |