The king’s guardsman’s greedy
He’s underpaid he knows
Tailor, sew me a cloak of indigo
That will disguise me well
For the highwayman’s game
No one will suspect evil
And the king’s cross are the same
I will pay you dearly
With half of what I claim
No, said the tailor
The tailor said no
A cloak will not hide
What your own eyes see
A cloak will not change
What is hidden underneath
Just as mine does not confine
The idea of what I am
I am not a tailor, I’m a woman
The king’s queen is hungry
For the pleasures adultery knows
Tailor, sew me a cloak of scarlet
That will disguise me well
For courting on the sly
That will make the fever
Transparent to the night’s eye
I will pay you dearly
With favors and with sighs
No, said the tailor
The tailor said no
A cloak will not hide
What your own eyes see
A cloak will not change
What is hidden underneath
Just as mine does not confine
The idea of what I am
I am not a tailor, I’m a woman
The king he is frightened
With shadows behind his back
Tailor, sew me a cloak of sable
That will disguise me well
From the daggers of my foes
That will keep me far above
Those that are below
I will pay you dearly
If you fail on the gallows
No, said the tailor
The tailor said no
A cloak will not hide
What your own eyes see
A cloak will not change
What is hidden underneath
Just as mine does not confine
The idea of what I am
I am not a tailor, I’m a woman
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Terre Roche Lyrics – The Tailor