The Whistler - Jethro Tull

I’ll buy you six bay mares to put in your stable ---

Six golden apples bought with my pay

I am the first piper who calls the sweet tune

But I must be gone by the seventh day

So come on, I’m the whistler

I have a fife and a drum to play

Get ready for the whistler

I whistle along on the seventh day ---

Whistle along on the seventh day

All kinds of sadness I’ve left behind me

Many’s the day when I have done wrong

But I’ll be yours for ever and ever

Climb in the saddle and whistle along

So come on, I’m the whistler

I have a fife and a drum to play

Get ready for the whistler

I whistle along on the seventh day ---

Whistle along on the seventh day

Deep red are the sun-sets in mystical places

Black are the nights on summer-day sands

We’ll find the speck of truth in each riddle

Hold the first grain of love in our hands

So come on, I’m the whistler

I have a fife and a drum to play

Get ready for the whistler

I whistle along on the seventh day ---

Whistle along on the seventh day