Dm         F        C            Am
Within the fire and out upon the sea
Dm        C           Dm
Crazy Man Michael was walking
   Dm         F          C             Am
He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
Dm          C           Dm
And shortly they were a-talking
     Am                  Dm
Your future, your future I would tell to you
     Am                    C
Your future you often have asked me
     Dm             C           Dm        Am
Your true love will die by your own right hand
    Dm        C            Dm
And crazy man Michael will cursèd be

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Dm         F          C          Am
Michael he ranted and Michael he raved
    Dm          C                   Dm
And beat up the four winds with his fists-o
   Dm             F         C              Am
He laughed and he cried, he shouted and he swore
        Dm           C                  Dm
For his mad mind had trapped him with a kiss-o
    Am                      Dm
You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate
    Am                       C
You speak for the devil that haunts me
       Dm          C          Dm            Am
For is she not the fairest in all the broad land
     Dm         C            Dm
Your sorcerer's words are to taunt me       

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   Dm           F         C           Am
He took out his dagger of fire and of steel
    Dm              C                 Dm
And struck down the raven through the heart-o
    Dm             F            C          Am
The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin
        Dm             C          Dm
And the cold earth did wonder and startle
  Am                      Dm
O where is the raven that I struck down dead
    Am                  C
And here did lie on the ground-o
  Dm               C           Dm       Am
I see that my true love with a wound so red
Dm                C            Dm
Where her lover's heart it did pound-o

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Dm        F          C           Am
Crazy Man Michael he wanders and calls
    Dm           C             Dm
And talks to the night and the day-o
    Dm                F            C            Am
But his eyes they are sane and his speech it is plain
    Dm             C    Dm
And he longs to be far away-o
   Am                   Dm
Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes
    Am                         C
And asks the wild wolves their pardon
        Dm            C         Dm           Am
For his true love is flown into every flower grown
    Dm         C             Dm
And he must be keeper of the garden