




Am C G Dm Am Em Am Em Am C G Em Within the park and out upon the sea Am G Am Crazy Man Michael was walking Am C G Em He met with a raven with eyes black as coals Am G Am And shortly they fell a talking Em Am Your future, your future I will tell to you Em G Your future you often have asked me Am G Am Em Your true love will die by your own right hand Am G Am And Crazy Man Michael will cursed be C G Em Michael he ranted and Michael he raved Am G Am And beat the four winds with his fists o C G Em He laughed and he cried he shouted and he swore Am G Am For his mad mind had trapped him with a curse-o Em Am You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate Em G You speak for the devil that haunts me Am G Am Em For is she not the fairest in all the broad land Am G Am Your sorcererʼs words are to taunt me. Am C G Dm Am Em Am Em Am C G Em He took out his dagger of fire and of steel Am G Am And struck down the raven through the heart-o C G Em The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin Am G Am And the cold earth did wonder and stare-o Em Am Oh where is the raven that I struck down dead Em G That here did lie on the ground-o Am G Am Em I see that my true love with a wound so red Am G Am Where her loverʼs heart it did pound-o C G Em Crazy Man Michael he wanders and calls Am G Am And talks to the night and the day-o C G Em But his eyes they are sane and his speech it is plain Am G Am And he longs to be far away-o Em Am Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes Em G And asks the wild roses their pardon Am G Am Em For his true love is flown into every flower grown Am G Am And he must be keeper of the garden