Well you’ve heard of Aristotle and his great philosophy
And you may not guess, but I must confess that it’s all just Greek to me
As I lie in bed in the morning, there’s one thing I always say
If you’re known as an early riser, you can stop in the bed all day.
For the man who rises early is the man who’s life is lost
For he’ll never know what he has missed, ’til he’s added up the cost
It’s too late to put eggs in the nest, when the bird’s already flown
If you’re known as an early riser, you can sleep ’til the cows come home.
When I see the flowers in the field that can neither reap nor spin
Then I recall how the good book tells the rich man never wins
So if there is an afterlife, I’ll be sure to find a place
And if there’s not, there’s nothing lost, I’ll be glad I left the race.
Now the world may go to rack and ruin, but I don’t give a damn
For I believe that a bird in the bush is worth two in the hand
And a penny saved is a penny lost for a miser knows no joy
I’d rather sit with a glass in my hand and watch the world go by.
Love of the Land – Green Linnet, GLCD 1097
Words and Music by Robbie O’Connell © 1987
Slievenamon Music (BMI)