The Ballad Of Sir Frankie Crisp - George Harrison

Let it roll across the bog,
Through the hole and out the door
Through the fountain of perpetual
Let it roll for all it's worth

Frankie Crisp, he had no legs
Lose your body in the maze
See the door to the northern bounty feast
Let it roll among the weeds

Let it roll
Let it roll out through the caves
Through the walks and through the shade
Through the good one, may he rest awhile

Hanging chiefs and matching time
Let it roll
Let it roll, Let it roll
Let it roll, Let it roll

Fool's illusions every word
John and Paul, they sweep the stern
Eyes are shining but a river lies
Let it roll into the night

Let it roll, Let it roll
Let it roll, Let it roll