Bedlam Boys from Festival Wind by Alexander James Adams

BEDLAM BOYS
Traditional Song
Arranged by Heather Alexander

For to see Mad Tom of Bedlam,
Ten thousand miles I've traveled-
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes,
For to save her shoes from gravel

STILL I SING BONNIE BOYS! BONNIE MAD BOYS!
BEDLAM BOYS ARE BONNIE!
FOR THEY ALL GO BARE AND THEY LIVE BY THE AIR
AND THEY WANT NO DRINK OR MONEY!

I went down to Satan's kitchen,
For to get me food one mornin'-
And there I got souls pipin' hot,
All on a spit a'turnin!

From the Hag and the hungry Goblin,
That into rags would rend ye-
All the sprites that stand by the naked man,
In the book of Moons defend ye!

My staff has murdered giants,
And me bag, a long knife carries-
For to cut mince pies from children's thighs,
And feed them to the faeries!

The spirits white as lightening,
Would on me travels, guide me-
The stars would shake and the moon would quake,
Whenever they espied me!

And when that I'll be murderin',
The Man in the Moon to a powder-
His staff, I'll break and his dog I'll shake,
And there'll howl no demon louder!

For to see Mad Tom of Bedlam,
Ten thousand years I've traveled-
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes-
For to save her shoes from gravel!

Sea Fire Productions Inc c&p 2003

• Alexander James Adams
• Alternative
• celtic
• fantasy folk
• Redmond