Wretched Wilbur Lyrics - Denny Sandy

(Sandy Denny) 

The summer was the reason 

Why it took so long to see 

That even if I do possess 

Some seeds of honesty 

There is no garden 

So how come I have no land? 

I shall be waiting here awhile 

To see what comes to hand 

Misers, mice, and compromise 

I know what I have seen 

The wanderers are in the east 

That's where I should have been 

But I did not go there 

I couldn't find the way 

I do believe I made a try 

But I really couldn't say 

Oh, that wretched Wilbur 

He keeps ploughing up the land 

He fights the battle thoughtfully 

With roses in his hands 

But where is the fight now? 

So play us your merry song 

The autumn, it has blown away 

And the winter, it is long