A4. Haven't I Been a Fool Songtext
von G.W. McLennan

High August moon,
The light coming into my room.
Dead winter leaves,
The sound of the wind through the trees.
I thought by now we′d be on, we'd be further on.
I′m telling everyone that you're the only one.
Haven't I been a fool.


Tell the funeral man
I don′t like powder on my face.
Tell the policeman
To break a law, well that′s no disgrace.
Tell the doctor too
That his medicine is far too good.
Tell the baker man
That the bread that he bakes tastes like wood.
Haven't I been a fool.

Tell everybody
Don′t come knocking on my door.
Tell everyone
That a long line has been drawn.
Tell the back-stabbers too
That their knives are too blunt.
I'm telling everyone
You′re the one, you're the one that I want.
Haven′t I been a fool.