Roger Miller - Darby's Castle Lyrics
See the ruin on the hill where the smoke is hanging stillLike an echo of an age long forgotten;Theres a story of a home crushed beneath those blackened stonesAnd the roof which fell before the beams were rottenCecil darby loved his wife, and he laboured all his lifeTo provide her with material posessions;And he built for her a home of the finest wood and stoneAnd the building soon became his sole obsession.Oh, it took three hundred days for the timbers to be raisedAnd thge silhouette was seen for miles around;And the gables reached as high as the eagles in the skyBut it only took one night to bring it downWhen darbys castle tumbled to the groundThough they shared a common bed there was precious little saidIn the moments that were set aside for sleepingFor his busy dreams were filled with the rooms hed yet to buildAnd he never heard young ellen darby weepingThen one night he heard a sound, as he laid his pencil downAnd he traced it to her door and turned the handleAnd the pale light of the moon through the window of the roomSplit the shadows where two bodies lay tangledOh, it took three hundred days for the timbers to be raisedAnd the silhouette was seen for miles aroundAnd the gables reached as high as the eagles in the skyBut it only took one night to bring it downWhen darbys castle tumbled to the ground
