Robin Williamson - Fools Song lyrics

And can a physician make sick men well? And can a magician a fortune divine? Without lily, germander. and sops in wine? With sweetbriar, and bonfire, Strawberry--wire and columbine Within and out, in and out, round as a ball With hither and thither and straight as a line With lily. germander. and sops in wine? With sweetbriar, and bonfire, Strawberry-wire and columbine When Saturn did live there lived no poor Beggars and kings on roots did dine With lily, germander, and sops in wine? With sweetbriar, and bonfire, Strawberry--wire and columbine