Days of Plenty

[Verse 1]
"Come now it is time"
Said the gypsy to the king
"Taketh down your hollow crown
And all those golden chains"

[Refrain]
O those golden days
Days of spring
For I know you were a good king
Only corrupted to the brim

[Verse 2]
"Come now we must hasten"
Said the gypsy to the king
"For we must serve our master's will
Quid pro quo"

[Refrain]
O those golden days
Now reap what was sown
You have a part to play
Now let me do my own

[Verse 3]
"O Gypsy I'm thirsty"
Thus replieth the king
"Yet I do not ask for much
[?] need to be heavy"

[Refrain]
O those golden days
Days of plenty
My soul is a cup
I drink, does it empty?

[Whistling]

[Verse 4]
"Well, have thou spoken?"
Said the gypsy to the king
"My true form is a secret
To you it will be revealed"

[Refrain]
O those golden days
Days passed by
And as he spoke and morning broke
The king laid down to die