(G)When (D)love with (A)uncon (D)fined wings
(G)Hovers within my (A)gates,
(G)And (D)my di (A)vine Al (D)thea brings,
To (G)whisper at the grates;
When (A)I lie tangled (D)in her hair
And (G)fetter’d to her (A)eye,
(D)Birds that (A)wanton (D)in the air
Know (G)no such liber (D)ty.
When flowing cups run swiftly round
With no allaying Thames,
Our careless heads with roses crown’d,
Our hearts with loyal flames;
When thirsty grief in wine we steep,
When healths and draughts go free –
Fishes that tipple in the deep
Know no such liberty.
Stone walls do not a prison make
Nor iron bars a cage;
Minds innocent and quiet take
That as a hermitage;
If I have freedom in my love
And in my soul am free,
Angels alone, that soar above,
Enjoy such liberty.
" Transcribed by Jon Herd, 20 October 2002. Chords are as played on the recording (near enough). The instrumental part in the middle changes key and is beyond my meagre skills. ‘Sorry dear, Rabelais off’."
*Thanks to Jon Herd for chords and lyrics - Cheers Jon.
