Widespread Panic - JACK lyrics

Transcribed by:

Brian Whitman

Jack was really a jester

Who held his one good eye on the queen

And there sat the king beside her

He's pointing his sword up and down with every scene

And the wizard's in the corner

Catching peanuts between his teeth

And the dogs lying in the shadow in the archway

There's one good dog sleeping filled with good ol' dog dreams

He slipped next to the wizard

Whispered something deep, to the bottom of his ear

A little joke, the one about the farmer's daughter

How she was stomping on grapes, coming up with blue feet and beer

And he slipped behind the queen

A little fool's gold, the rich don't mind

Lately the king's (k)nights have turned a little rusty

And his halo - I mean his crown - has gone and slipped around his eyes

The wizard's in the corner

Pulling lizards between his knees

And the dog he been long gone

Gone to pitch for the winning team

Fifty-two, I mean fifty-four bicycles on the wall

Ready to ride, ready to ride until the last of them falls

Jack's been cooking in the kitchen

Whompin' (?) up some biscuits for us all

For us all

For us all

Ready to ride, ready to ride, ride