Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp
Pluckin' all day on my angel's harpShoutin' at the rising moon
Knowin' that I will soon stay
At the edge of the plain, on the top of the scarpI'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harpThough you made me a buffoon
You did not hear the words that I did croonI'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harp
I knew you'd finally come around
Won't you please enjoy the sound
I didn't say clap, and I didn't stay sharpI'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harpAnd when I saw your eyes all brown
I pulled them boy, and lo I cut you downAt the edge of the plain, on the top of the scarpThis is where we all will fall
This is what we shall call killPluckin' all day on our angel's harp
A resonator is sounding darkThough you might be walkin' tall
Everybody got a lot to grow
Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp
Pluckin' all day on my angel's harpThis is where I'm jumping off
This is where I sail aloft
