The Incredible String Band Mr. And Mrs. lyrics

He's wearing the breaches that father bequeath'd him
Grandfather's jacket, still stained from the war
Schoolmaster's hat and mother's familiar
And thousands of souvenirs kept from before

Still wearing the bruises of coppers and robbers
Ring of the bishop on loving his pomp
Once-bitten apples of jealous dispassion
Twice-eaten hopes with the crust and the crumb

She carries a gramophone and plays the same records
Family choir claim truth equals pain
Compulsively buying the devil's selection
Of sure good for nothing again and again

Children come follow in grandfather's footsteps
Laced on her fears and her man-o-war stare
Mapping a course with the hard learned lesson
Magistrate's customer and the prefect

Mr. and Mrs. I know it's sore with the daily pitchfork
And the marshal law
Oh, chatting young lovers sweetness heart
Working together to make this world
Out of the pain the sweet gone sour
I'm going to the beautiful country don't you want to come


A check for the break in my telephone line
And people are buzzing me most of the time
I'm dialing your line I wait for my reply

I'm here, I'm here
Now I'm on my way, now I'm on my way
Oh, Mr. and Mrs., oh, Mr. and Mrs.
Well, I just can't stay
So many haters in this town, so many haters

Everyone's trying to put you down
Mr. and Mrs., oh, Mr. and Mrs.
You're in this mess
I understand you're in such a mess

Oh, Mr. and Mrs.
Palm the tears in your eyes
Talking about tears in your eyes
You know, I won't leave till you come through

Doo, we, oo, we, ooh
Doo, we, oo, we, ooh