Passing through the mountains on a summer's day
I saw a sight -- and stopped along the way
a group of people standing in a field
And in among them I could swear I saw a shield.
I stopped and talked to someone in the strangest clothes
He wore a cloak -- and tights that he called hose
And in a jumble his words came to me
About a group that he called The Society.
Chorus:
Oh, welcome to the Current Middle Ages
We're glad you came and hope that you can stay
Come share with us the joys of gentle dalliance
Within a dream that has not passed away.
I met a person dressed in armor that went clink
I was amazed -- he made it link by link
He showed me that he wore a chain and belt
He was a Knight, he said. I asked him how it felt.
I met another person in a satin dress
She said her name -- I missed it, I confess
I swear that every word that woman said
Sounded like history -- it echoed in my head.
Repeat Chorus
I watched two people fight a battle armed with swords
I met a bard -- he sang and played some chords
Then someone shouted in a voice quite loud
To make way for the King -- and everybody bowed.
After that my memories became a blur
I'd read it all -- of that fact I was sure
And when I left that place I cannot say
But I'll return, and when I do I know I'll stay
Repeat Chorus
© 1979 by Derek Foster. All rights reserved. Used by Permission.