I followed him down, down to my knees
Into the water to gaze on his beauty
I watched as he swam naked and golden
Returned every morning, for I was beholden
I stole to his chamber, the place where he sang
I found lying there, his gold violin
I lifted his bow and lay it to string
Played four shrill notes, then she came in
Cuz he wasn’t mine to have
Wasn’t mine to have
He was the good, all in lightness clad
And he wasn’t mine to have
She lay out her hand, fingers long and fair
Play softer she whispered, for that song is sacred
So I left that place of reverence and awe
Lay down that bow, and out to her shore
Cuz he wasn’t mine to have
Wasn’t mine to have
He was the good, without all the bad
And he wasn’t mine to have
I followed him down, down to my knees
Into the water, to capture his fancy
For he was the good, all in lightness clad
But I hesitated, and he went ahead
So I understand, something of this world
She is my woman, she is my girl
Cuz he wasn’t mine to have
He wasn’t mine to have
He went ahead, and I hesitated
Cuz he wasn’t mine to have
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