Ian Anderson - Acres Wild lyrics

[Verse 1] I'll make love to you In all good places Under black mountains In open spaces By deep brown rivers That slither darkly Through far marches Where the blue hare races [Chorus] Come with me to the Winged Isle Northern father's western child Where the dance of ages is playing still Through far marches of acres wild [Verse 2] I'll make love to you In narrow side streets With shuttered windows Crumbling chimneys [Chorus] Come with me to the weary town Discos silent under tiles That slide from roof-tops, scatter softly On concrete marches of acres wild [Verse 3] By red bricks pointed With cement fingers Flaking damply From sagging shoulders [Chorus] Come with me to the Winged Isle Northern father's western child Where the dance of ages is playing still Through far marches of acres wild