The Field of the Cloth of Gold by Nick Harper HD

Great song from the great album Miracles for Beginners. This song has a lot of lyrics and a few tongue twisters so please forgive any mistakes. I messed up the ending (probably because I was so relieved to make it to the end without passing out :-) Check out his website below for live dates and free track downloads. http://www.harperspace.com Feel free to check out my other videos: http://www.youtube.com/JamesSilverside My recorded songs are here (free downloads too) : http://www.reverbnation.com/jamessilverside Lyrics: I followed my fathers baggage train to The Field of the Cloth of Gold, To try to lend some honour to the family name on The Field of the Cloth of Gold, Am I to be denied my rightful claim on The Field of the Cloth of Gold? I rested across the valley with the vermin in the stable, About a million miles from the ermine and the sable, Where the fat king laughs out loud amongst the sermon at his table, On The Field of the Cloth of Gold Well I puffed out my chest and I took a look around The Field of the Cloth of Gold, I covered up my crest but I left my colours unbound on The Field of the Cloth of Gold, Youd never have guessed the amount of mad fools Ive found on The Field of the Cloth of Gold There were minstrels and mountebanks and harpers and clowns, Cudgelling the air with a riot of a sound, And jousting to the death for a tiny patch of ground on The Field of the Cloth of Gold So the first day was done, as the second day begun Well I spent my coin and I had my fun on The Field of the Cloth of Gold, We split the line of elms in the midday sun on The Field of the Cloth of Gold, No one ever said we were there to get anything done on The Field of the Cloth of Gold I tried my parley with the ladies so fine so fair, There was something going on but there was wine there going spare, And in the end I got blind drunk and they yelled what the hell is he doing here on The Field of the Cloth of Gold So the second day was done, with a thumping head the third begun I was with the smiths and the squires from the English Shires on The Field of the Cloth of Gold, Hoisting the good Sir knight with their Archimedic wires on The Field of the Cloth of Gold, Hes such a heavy weight its not just the horse that tires on The Field of the Cloth of Gold I asked the King for his grace and his mercy, With a waft of his ring and cuff of lace he turned and cursed me, To a pretty French princess of rosy face and dainty curtsey on The Field of the Cloth of Gold And the third day was the last, the time flew by so Those days on that field were the bestyes yes yes Let the long flags flutter, let the falcons fly above The Field of the Cloth of Gold, Framed up against a beautiful days blue sky on The Field of the Cloth of Gold We must look pretty small from up there you and I on The Field of the Cloth of Gold Spare a thought for the goodly folk chained up by poverty, But Kings fortunes spent on tournaments can change the way you see, But on the who