Darby's Castle

Kris Kristofferson See the ruin on the hill where the smoke is hangin still like an echo of an age long forgotten there’s a story of a home crushed beneath those blackened stones and the roof that fell before the beams were rotten Cecil Darby loved his wife and he labored all his life to provide her with material possessions and he built for her a home of the finest wood and stone and the building soon became his sole obsession  CHORUS  oh it took 300 days  for the timbers to be raised  and the silhouette was seen from miles around  and the gables reached as high             -    -    as the eagles in the sky  but it only took one night to bring it down  when Darby’s castle tumbled to the ground      Though they shared a common bed there was precious little said in the moments that were set aside for sleepin’ for his busy dreams were filled with the rooms he’d yet to build and he never heard young Helen Darby weepin’ then one night he heard a sound as he layed his pencil down and he traced it to her door and turned the handle and the pale light of the moon through the window of the room split the shadows where two bodies lay entangled CHORUS:  Oh it took 300 days  for the timbers to be raised  and the silhouette was seen from miles around  and the gables reached as high               -    -    as the eagles in the sky  but it only took one night to bring it down  when Darby’s castle tumbled to the ground