Lyrics - Cup Of Wonder by Jethro Tull

May
I make my fond excuses for the late-ness of the hour;
But we accept your invitation, and would bring you
Beltane's flower.
For the
May
Day is the great day, sung along the old straight track.
And those who ancient lines did ley will heed this song that calls themback.
Pass the word and pass the lady and pass the plate to all who hunger.
And pass the wit of ancient wisdom, pass the
Cup of
Crimson
Wonder.
And pass the
Cup of
Crimson
Wonder.
Ask the
Green
Man where he comes from, ask the cup that fills with red.
Ask the old grey standing stones who show the sun his way to bed.
Question all as to their ways, and learn the secrets that they hold.
Walk the lines of
Nature's palm, crossed with silver and with gold.
Pass the cup and pass the lady and pass the plate to all who hunger.
And pass the wit of ancient wisdom, pass the
Cup of
Crimson
Wonder.
And pass the
Cup of
Crimson
Wonder.
Join in black
December's sadness, lie in
August's welcome corn.
Stir the cup that's ever filling with the blood of all that's born.
But the
May
Day is the great day, sung along the old straight track.
And those who ancient lines did ley will heed this song that calls themback.
Pass the word and pass the lady and pass the plate to all who hunger.
And pass the wit of ancient wisdom, pass the
Cup of
Crimson
Wonder.
And pass the
Cup of
Crimson
Wonder.

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