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Mr. Marmaduke and the Minister
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7/8´s symphonic rock ala 1972-73. Photo by Magnus Kull.
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Mon Dec 22, 2008
Rock : Progressive Rock
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About the song
Story based on a short novel by the same name written by Wilkie Collins (1824-1889).
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Mr. Marmaduke & the Minister
(Sylvan)

"Winter seems to be upon us, on the Highland Border, already. "


I. Marmaduke

The wind had risen with the darkness howling around the house
As our bottoms would leap from a blow on the door
I went out into the passage, just to find a little sprout out in the night!

"Mister, don´t be afraid I´m just a traveller
And I got lost among these hills
Bring him here - Oh father please bring him into the light
Look he´s shaking - he must be ill!
(good girl Felicia!)"

Mister I do understand you´re the master of this manse and this land
and I thank you all - now could you spare us a drink?
Written in ink, my name is Marmaduke and I believe you´ve saved my life
Marmaduke Falmer of London town, now safe and sound I´m safe and sound

But our young lad got worse that night - bading in sweat from fever with
his toung hanging out like a dog!!

II. Sister Judith

"There´s something strange about this Marmaduke
Because Felicia is at the sick man´s bedside assidiously nursing him right
Love might smite, Love might bite! Is that a love bite?!!"

Mister I don´t really care for your sister but indeed I shall ask for your
daughters hand
She will be pleased to dance into the manse of Mr Marmaduke with the
entrance of a queen
Mrs Marmaduke Falmer of London town, talk of the town, the talk of the town
will go around

III. The Minister

You little brat you believe you can snatch - my only daughter away from
here
And so serious a venture as the venture of this kind - is, not to be taken
on
impulse. Marriage. Marriage? ? In Sverige?!!

And the young man set to leave, now there were tears, there were
protestations
I gave them half a year of reconsideration....All of this time,
I remained immovable,
They remained inflexible
"We know who we love, and we love who we know who we love"
....all of this time - time - time

IV. Marriage in Sverige

Mister! Heed the return of mr Marmaduke!
As I have honoured your request
Mrs. Marmaduke Falmer of London town,
The snow white gown will match her crown
Mister...I have come to claim my bride..
I see she is your pride...your pride and joy...by heart and soul.