Foolish to Think

Pigs might fly.

Foolish to think she would marry you

Why would she sink so low?

You've only a claim to a noble old name

Who could blame her for saying no?

Foolish to dream she's in love with you

You're a fool to believe that kiss

The man who inspires such breathless desires

Well, that's the man to dismiss

Foolish to hope she would ever see

All that you really are

A man with no trade is no match I'm afraid

For a blade in a motor car

He'll go far

Foolish to pray you will ever be

The fellow she might prefer

Let's have a drink

It's foolish to think

You'll ever stop loving her

On a mythical scale, the D'Ysquiths prevail

On a hill just outside of town

In a castle they love

That is so far above

They're accustomed to looking down

And the family ordains

That the blood in my veins

Is more than a trifle impure

They conspired with each other

Condeming poor mother

To a hearbreaking life she could hardly endure

With no conscience or care

They disposed of an heir to their golorious family tree

Do I lie down and die?

Or determine to try to alter the course of my destiny?

Otherwise what will become of me?

Am I foolish to think that I could ever be

Will I never be more than I am today?

I can see me as man of respect

You could never detect

Had once been so heartlessly cast away

Am I foolish to dream I'll be Earl one day?

A towering man among men?

Then who could deny

Now and then, pigs can fly?

Who will look foolish then?

Who will look foolish

Then?