Lover tell me if you can
who's going to buy the wedding band
Times being what they are,
hard and getting harder all the time
(ORPHEUS)
Lover when I sing my song, all the rivers sing along
And they're gonna break their banks for me,
to lay their gold around my feet
All a-flashing in the pan,
All to fashion for your hand
The rivers gonna give us the wedding bands
(EURYDICE)
Lover, tell me if you're able
Who's gonna lay the wedding table?
Times being what they are
Dark and getting darker all the time
(ORPHEUS)
Lover, when I sing my song
All the trees gonna sing along,
and bend their branches down to me
To lay their fruit around my feet
The almond and the apple
and the sugar from the maple
The trees gonna lay the wedding table
(EURYDICE)
Lover, tell me, when we're wed
Who's going to make the wedding bed?
Times being what they are
hard and getting harder all the time
(ORPHEUS)
Lover, when I sing my song
All the birds going to sing along
and they'll come flying 'round to me
to lay their feathers at my feet
and we'll lie down in eiderdown
a pillow 'neath our heads
the birds going to make the wedding bed
and the trees going to lay the wedding table
and the rivers going to give us the wedding bands

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