Happily Ever After
Words Marc Gunn and Nancy e. Pearsall, music Marc Gunn, 1999
This
is a modern fairy tale I wrote based on a children's book called "The
Paperbag Princess". It tells about a princess who is captured
by a dragon and saves herself, especially when an arrogan Prince Charming
arrives and is not interested in the woman, just the "Princess".
So the woman declares her independence and lives "happily ever
after". Newly recorded for our Brobdingnagian Fairy Tales,
the seventh studio album of the Brobdingnagian Bards.
In days
that have long since passed,
There lived a beautiful mahogany lass.
An unmarried and virtuous princess, alas,
She was brave, strong and bold.
Tra la
di di hidey ho
Di hidey hey, di hidey ho
Tra la di di hidey ho
Happily ever after.
One morning
while riding no guards around,
Armed with sword should trouble abound,
She heard the most horrible sound,
And her nose burned of sulfur.
Tra la
di di hidey ho
Di hidey hey, di hidey ho
Tra la di di hidey ho
Happily ever after.
The sky
it darkened, gave her horse a fright.
A dragon swooped as black as night,
Grabbed the princess then out of sight.
Her horse ran frightened home.
Tra la
di di hidey ho
Di hidey hey, di hidey ho
Tra la di di hidey ho
Happily ever after.
The king,
he cried, "All knights be sworn!
Kill the dragon with your swords.
Return me daughter for this reward,
That you may marry her."
Tra la
di di hidey ho
Di hidey hey, di hidey ho
Tra la di di hidey ho
Happily ever after.
The bravest
knight in all the realm,
Young, handsome, and vain, as well,
Declared the maid his Holy Grail,
Rode off to rescue her.
Tra la
di di hidey ho
Di hidey hey, di hidey ho
Tra la di di hidey ho
Happily ever after.
The knight
he climbed up rugged heights,
Snagged a run in his pristine tights.
At cavern's shaft, he saw no lights
And heard no sound inside.
Tra la
di di hidey ho
Di hidey hey, di hidey ho
Tra la di di hidey ho
Happily ever after.
The knight,
he called the dragon out.
But only a lady's voice came back.
"I killed the dragon!," the lady shout.
And stepped into the sun.
Tra la
di di hidey ho
Di hidey hey, di hidey ho
Tra la di di hidey ho
Happily ever after.
The princess
dressed in scraps of cloth,
Her mahogany hair was all burned off.
A muddy face, the vain knight scoffed,
"Can ye clean be for we go?"
Tra la
di di hidey ho
Di hidey hey, di hidey, "NO"
Tra la di di hidey ho
Happily ever after.
The princess
still in clothes undone,
Told the knight, "I work alone."
The knight rode lone to the setting sun.
And the maiden was happy thereafter.
Tra la
di di hidey ho
Di hidey hey, di hidey ho
Tra la di di hidey ho
She lived happily ever after.
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