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