Robin Williamson - Fools Song lyrics

And can a physician make sick men well?

And can a magician a fortune divine?

Without lily, germander. and sops in wine?

With sweetbriar, and bonfire,

Strawberry--wire and columbine

Within and out, in and out, round as a ball

With hither and thither and straight as a line

With lily. germander. and sops in wine?

With sweetbriar, and bonfire,

Strawberry-wire and columbine

When Saturn did live there lived no poor

Beggars and kings on roots did dine

With lily, germander, and sops in wine?

With sweetbriar, and bonfire,

Strawberry--wire and columbine