King Arthur - Rick Wakeman

Upon a New Year’s day

A host of knights did pray

That from the anvil one could draw the sword

As each knight took his turn

They found the anvil, held it firm

None worthy of a future King and Lord

Sir Kay the bravest knight

Appeared to try his might

He dreamed of being King, as all the rest

To Arthur Sir Kay called to search

And bring for him a sword

In earnest Arthur set about his quest

A churchyard in the wood

The sword and anvil stood

And Arthur drew the sword out of the stone

The anvil now defeated

His quest for the sword completed

A sword that was to place him on the throne

A sword that was to place him on the throne

Sir Ector and Sir Kay

Saw the sword and knelt to pray

Then gently took it from young Arthur’s hand

They marvelled at his quest

Proclaiming to the rest

Arthur is the King of all this land

Arthur the King of all this land