Jules Peiperl
Chorus: Roses grow and the roses twine And the hills around this land are mine And you see me as a roving sprite But I’ll be a man tomorrow I ran afoul of the fairy queen She flew into a rage like you’ve never seen She cursed me to wander the fields of green But I’ll be a man tomorrow I met a maid in the morning late Coming from a castle with an iron gate And she says a shade is no kind of mate The queen she cared not for my strife She chose me to give as a fairy tithe Only my love can save my life Hold me close in your loving arms As I cast off this fairy charm Woman or wolf I won’t do you no harm All my friends in the field and the foam Looking at the self that you now call home You might feel a change and you won’t be alone We’ll all be our own tomorrow