There is Beauty in the Bellow of the Blast

There is Beauty in the Bellow of the Blast - Martyn Green

There is beauty in the

Bellow of the blast

There is grandeur in

The growling of the gale

There is eloquent outpouring

When the lion is a roaring

And the tiger is a lashing of his tail

Yes I like to see a tiger

From the congo or the niger

And especially when lashing of his tail

Volcanoes have a splendour that is grim

And earthquakes only terrify the dolts

But to him who's scientific

There's nothing that's terrific

In the falling of a

Flight of thunderbolts

Yes in spite of all my meekness

If I have a little weakness

It's a passion for a

Flight of thunderbolts

If that is so

Sing derry down derry

It's evident very

Our tastes are one

Away we'll go

And merrily marry

Nor tardily tarry

Till day is done

There is beauty in extreme old age

Do you fancy you are elderly enough

Information I'm requesting

On a subject interesting

Is a maiden all the

Better when she's tough

Throughout this wide dominion

It's the general opinion

That she'll last a good

Deal longer when she's tough

Are you old enough to

Marry do you think

Won't you wait till

You are eighty in the shade

There's a fascination frantic

In a ruin that's romantic

Do you think you are

Sufficiently decayed

To the matter that you mention

I have given some attention

And I think I am sufficiently decayed

If that is so

Sing derry down derry

It's evident very

Our tastes are one

Away we'll go

And merrily marry

Nor tardily tarry

Till day is done

If that is so

Sing derry down derry

It's evident very

Our tastes are one

Away we'll go

And merrily marry

Nor tardily tarry

Till day is done

Sing derry down derry

We'll merrily marry

Nor tardily tarry

Till day is done