Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp   Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp      Shoutin' at the rising moon   Knowin' that I will soon stay   At the edge of the plain, on the top of the scarp      I'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harp      Though you made me a buffoon   You did not hear the words that I did croon      I'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harp      I knew you'd finally come around   Won't you please enjoy the sound   I didn't say clap, and I didn't stay sharp      I'm pluckin' all day on my angel's harp      And when I saw your eyes all brown   I pulled them boy, and lo I cut you down      At the edge of the plain, on the top of the scarp      This is where we all will fall   This is what we shall call kill      Pluckin' all day on our angel's harp   A resonator is sounding dark      Though you might be walkin' tall   Everybody got a lot to grow      Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp   Pluckin' all day on my angel's harp      This is where I'm jumping off   This is where I sail aloft