Poor Angus

Poem Shel Silverstein

Music Gordon Bok

 

Shel was an astounding poet (and singer too, I am told) whose works would enrich any library, any life. I wish I had met him.

 

Gordon - viol

 

Oh what do you do, poor Angus

When hunger makes you cry

I fix myself an omelet, sir

Of fluffy clouds and sky

 

Oh what do you do, poor Angus

When the winds blow down the hills

I sew myself a warm cloak, sir

Of hope and daffodils

 

And who will you love, poor Angus

When Catherine's gone from the moor

Ah then, sir, then's the only time

I think I'm really poor

 

 

Poor Angus is recorded on the album Dear To Our Island