Album: Now and in Time to Be: A Musical Celebration of the Works of W.B. Yeats
Na, na na na Na, na, na
Silenced by death in the grave,
Da da da da William Butler Yeats couldn't save
Da da de da Why did you stand here,
Were you sickened in time?
But I know by now
Why did you sit here, ah
In the grave, in the gra-a-ave
In the grave, in the gra-a-a-ave?
Why should I blame her,
That she filled my days with misery,
Or that she would of late have taught
To ignorant men most violent
Ways or hurled the little streets upon the great
Had they but courage equal to desire
Sad that Maud Gonne couldn't stay,
Da da da da, but she had Mac Bride anyway
And you sit here with me on the Isle Inisfree,
And you're writting down ev'rything
But I know by now
Why did you sit here, ah
In the grave, in the gra-a-ave
In the grave, in the gra-a-a-ave?
La da da da; La da da da
William Butler (X 4)
Why should I blame her,
Had they the courage equal to desire
William Butler (X 3)