Sir Galahad
The Rick Wakeman
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Taken from the castle feast
To an abbey in the east
Three knights stood in pride as one
Lancelot, they hail, he's son
Arthur's court he made him come
Galahad, his bastard son
Battle soon for him to fight
Bless this youthful son, Amen
Arthur and the knights
Marble and stone
Floating upon
The river alone
Pointing from the rock
The sword shining bright
Glittering jewels
Shimmering light
Hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Gawain first he tried
To draw from the stone
To wear by his side
Each knight took his turn
Praying to the last
Faced with the sword
Remaining fast
We of Godly fathers
Who will draw the sword?
Arthur called their knight
Young Galahad
Saw in his sheath
No sword he had
Took him where the sword
Held by the stone
Offered him there
To make it his own
Hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
He fell on his knees
To pull out the hilt
And drew it with ease
The dolorous stroke
'Twas struck with pride
The sword it was hung
By Sir Gawain's side
We of Godly fathers
Who will draw the sword?
Who has drawn the sword?
Who has drawn the sword?
Galahad the knight has drawn the sword