Copper

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Robert Hunter

The third part of Robert Hunter's Eagle Mall Suite.

Copper grabbed a bridle, a waiting horse, and he did ride
Fast as anybody ever had been known to ride
The news was out in not more than an hour
all along the regions lying near around

The minions of the sun were sweet as apple wine to him
He laid his head by the shadow of a wayside inn
Mother of God, he didn't spend much time as a child
Didn't have much left to spend as a man

Racing like the sun 'cross the meadow of Belinda's dream
his heart was a nest in the bower of the forest green
His charge was the honor of the palaces of Valentine
and he cast no shadow when the sun hung in midstream

They said: Take a message directly to the king (note 1)
Tell him the truth of this matter isn't what it seems
Instruct him some and then return to me
Our ship is rigged with sails of mist
and anxious for the sea

Racing like the sun 'cross the meadow of Belinda's dream
his heart was a nest in the bower of the forest green
His charge was the honor of the palaces of Valentine
and he cast no shadow when the sun hung in midstream

Copper grabbed a bridle, a waiting horse, and he did ride
Feast as anybody had ever been known to ride
The news was out in not more than an hour
all along the regions lying near around