Arcady

In Arcady, her life trips along

Pure and simple as the shepherd song

So rusty pipes along the way

In Arcady, in Arcady

In Arcady oh

Never saw I such a scene

Of such fair maze but such remote a green

Where they employ their holiday with dance

And games

And things I may never name in Arcady

And Arcady where he said, he was your teacher

He taught you true and wise

Well, now you know more than your teacher

See nothing with cool self-regard in your eyes

In Arcady

Once you see how twisted it becomes

You see how quickly twisted it becomes

The cat got mines my ankles to your bed stead

Well, that ain't love

No, that ain't love

Said, he was your teacher

And he taught you true and wise

But, now you know more than your teacher

See nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes

In Arcady, in Arcady

In Arcady, in Arcady

In Arcady, her life trips along

Pure and simple as the shepherd song

Few rusty pipes along the way

In Arcady, in Arcady

In Arcady

In Arcady

In Arcady