Paroles:
Sting

had a cheap guitar and one dirty riff Hail hail a sting in the tail Hail hail a sting in the tail Hail hail a sting in the tail Hail hail a sting in

Mr. Boombastic What you want is some boombastic romantic fantastic lover Shaggy Mr. Lover lover (Lover lover) Mmm, a Mr. Lover lover (Lover lover) heee

Yea, I'll walk unscathed through musket fire No ploughman's blade will cut thee down No cutlass wound will mar thy face And you will be my ain true love

Now that I have found you In the coolth of your evening smile The shade of your parasol And your love flows through me Though I drink at your pool I burn

A soul, a soul cake, please good missus a soul cake. An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry, any good thing to make us all merry, A soul, a soul cake, please

ll follow my across the stormy main. Oh the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing, The bee that flew when Summer shone, in Winter cannot sting

Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming From tender stem hath sprung! Of Jesse's lineage coming, As those of old have sung. It came, a floweret bright, Amid the

(Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson, arranged by Sting) All day we tacked and tacked between the South Head and the North; All day we hauled the frozen sheets

(Music by Henry Purcell, Lyrics by Elkanah Settle, Arranged by Sting) Now Winter comes slowly, Pale, Meager, and Old, First trembling with Age, and then