Thursday, December 23, 2010

RAY CHARLES lyrics - I Blush



All court conversation

To my observation

Is naughty

And woefully pert;

With joy unabating

The ladies-in-waiting

Are waiting

To dish thee the dirt;

Such talk never charms me,

In sooth, it alarms me

When told by a hoyden or a valet.

Mere greetings and glances

Rouse talk of romances;

Each kiss is a study in scarlet.



Oh dear, when there's scandal about the court,

I blush!

Oh dear, at the naughtiness they report,

I blush!

Things they say sound very queer to me,

What they mean is never clear to me,

But it can't be very nice

The way they hush;

I blush!

Such sights are not fit for a maiden's view.

I blush!

Oh, dear, I know just what I ought to do,

I blush!

But you see,

I can't condemn a tale

If its end I do not know.

Oh dear, I blush!

But I love it so!



Oh dear, but the Queen carries on a bit;

I blush!

Oh, dear, though I breathe not a word of it,

I blush!

Launcelot loveth her beauty well;

As a knight, he doth his duty well;

On the throne, they get so very warm,

They burn the plush.

I blush!

Arthur is a rather unwary King;

I blush!

The Queen made Launcelot honorary King;

I blush!

To be sure,

It's none of my concern

If he kissed her once or twice.

Oh dear, I blush!

But it's rather nice!



Tristan told his heart to Isolde in song;

I blush!

Oh dear, but the song was six hours long;

I blush!

What they did was wrong beyond a doubt

If it took so long to sing about;

And the thought can make my lily

Cheek to flush.

I blush!

Oh dear, how they yodeled of love and death;

I blush!

They died not from love but from lack of breath;

I blush!

That it was

A proper way to die

It is, silly to pretend.

I blush, but oh dear,

What a lovely end!


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