Lord of the Forest-O
Can be sung to the tune of The Raggle Taggle Gypsies. Click here for the gay version.
That night the wind blowed wild-O,
And the lady came to her window-O,
And she heard a voice above the wild wild wind,
That was the Lord of the Forest-O.
And she plucked off her Weitzman shoes,
That she had bought in Harrods-O,
She went out into the street in her bare, bare feet,
All out in the wind and the weather-O.
And she laid aside her Armani dress
That she had worn to the hunt ball-O
And then she put on a jumper and some tatty jeans
To follow the Lord of the Forest-O
And she ran out of her Windsor flat
And she ran through the town to the Great Park-O
Until she came to a grove of old oak trees
Where stood the Lord of the Forests-O
"What makes you leave your houses five,
Your champagne lifestyle to forego,
What makes you leave your brand new silver Porsche,
To run with the Lord of the Forests-O?"
"O what care I for my houses five,
What care I for the champagne-O,
What care I for my brand new silver Porsche,
When I hear the Lord of the Forests-O?"
"Last night you slept in the Dorchester,
With a football star that the papers know,
But tonight you'll sleep with the deer in the woods,
if you stay with the Lord of the Forests-O."
"Oh what care I for a hotel suite,
And what care I for the famous-O,
Tonight I shall sleep with my deer-antlered Lord,
in this windswept glade in the forest-O."
And she settled down on her ferny bed
And the Lord of the Forests lay with her-O
But when midnight came she soon rose up again
For she missed her cocaine and the Bollinger-O!
So on winter's nights when the wild wind blows
And you hear the boughs bend in the garden-O
If wish to hear him call to you to come run at his side
Then you've to give up more than Starbuck's cappuccino!
And the Lord of the Forests lay with her-O
And if you listen well when the winter wind doth blow
You'll hear him call to you to come with him-O
And the lady came to her window-O,
And she heard a voice above the wild wild wind,
That was the Lord of the Forest-O.
And she plucked off her Weitzman shoes,
That she had bought in Harrods-O,
She went out into the street in her bare, bare feet,
All out in the wind and the weather-O.
And she laid aside her Armani dress
That she had worn to the hunt ball-O
And then she put on a jumper and some tatty jeans
To follow the Lord of the Forest-O
And she ran out of her Windsor flat
And she ran through the town to the Great Park-O
Until she came to a grove of old oak trees
Where stood the Lord of the Forests-O
"What makes you leave your houses five,
Your champagne lifestyle to forego,
What makes you leave your brand new silver Porsche,
To run with the Lord of the Forests-O?"
"O what care I for my houses five,
What care I for the champagne-O,
What care I for my brand new silver Porsche,
When I hear the Lord of the Forests-O?"
"Last night you slept in the Dorchester,
With a football star that the papers know,
But tonight you'll sleep with the deer in the woods,
if you stay with the Lord of the Forests-O."
"Oh what care I for a hotel suite,
And what care I for the famous-O,
Tonight I shall sleep with my deer-antlered Lord,
in this windswept glade in the forest-O."
And she settled down on her ferny bed
And the Lord of the Forests lay with her-O
But when midnight came she soon rose up again
For she missed her cocaine and the Bollinger-O!
So on winter's nights when the wild wind blows
And you hear the boughs bend in the garden-O
If wish to hear him call to you to come run at his side
Then you've to give up more than Starbuck's cappuccino!
Alternative ending:
And she settled down on her ferny bedAnd the Lord of the Forests lay with her-O
And if you listen well when the winter wind doth blow
You'll hear him call to you to come with him-O
©Alexa Duir 2005
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