Angel’s Harp (instrumental)

Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp Shoutin' at the rising moon Knowin' that I will soon stay At the edge of the plain, on the top of the scarp I'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harp Though you made me a buffoon You did not hear the words that I did croon I'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harp I knew you'd finally come around Won't you please enjoy the sound I didn't say clap, and I didn't stay sharp I'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harp And when I saw your eyes all brown I pulled them boy, and lo I cut you down At the edge of the plain, on the top of the scarp This is where we all will fall This is what we shall call kill Pluckin' all day on our angel's harp A resonator is sounding dark Though you might be walkin' tall Everybody got a lot to grow Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp This is where I'm jumping off This is where I sail aloft