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Frank Turner( Francis Edward Turner )
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The Armadillo
Lyricist：Frank Turner
Composer：Frank Turner
I was taking compass bearings for the Ordnance Survey
On an army training camp in Salisbury plain
I had packed up my theodolite, I was calling it a day
When I heard a voice that sang a sad refrain:
'Oh, my darling Armadillo
Let me tell you of my love
Listen to my Armadillo roundelay;
Be my fellow on my pillow
Underneath this weeping willow
Be my darling Armadillo all the day.'
I was somewhat disconcerted by this curious affair
For a single Armadillo, you will own, on Salisbury plain in summer, is comparatively rare
And a pair of them is practically unknown
Drawn by that mellow solo
There I followed on my bike
To discover what these Armadillo lovers would be like:
'Oh, my darling Armadillo
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How delightful it would be
If for us those silver wedding bells would chime
Let the orange blossoms billow
You need only say 'I will'-oh
Be my darling Armadillo all the time.'
Then I saw them in a hollow, by a yellow muddy bank -
An Armadillo singing... to an armour-plated tank
Should I tell him, gaunt and rusting, with the willow tree above
This - abandoned on manoeuvres - is the object of your love?
I left him to his singing
I cycled home without a pause
Never tell a man the truth about the one that he adores
On the breeze that follows sunset
I could hear that sad refrain
Singing willow, willow, willow down the way;
And I seemed to hear it still, Oh
Vive l'amore, vive l'Armadillo
'Be my darling Armadillo all the day
Be my darling Armadillo all the day.'
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