Ballad Of Sir Frankie Crisp

George Harrison

Let it roll across the floor


Through the hall and out the door


To the fountain of perpetual mirth


Let it roll for all it's worth


Let it roll


Find me where ye echo lays


Lose ye bodies in the maze


See the Lord and all the mouths he feeds


Let it roll among the weeds.


Let it roll


Let it roll down through the caves


Ye long walks of Coole and Shades


Through ye wood, here may ye rest awhile


Handkerchiefs to match your tie


Let it Roll


Fools illusions everywhere


Joan and Molly sweep the stairs


Eyes that shining full of inner light


Let it roll into the night


Let it Roll