Doctor, Doctor
Bert Jansch
Through candle light flickering upon my pillow
My baby love smiles with her sparkling eyes
She heaves and she sighs in her breast
That's as fresh as a rose bud that's ready to bloom
In her silken dress that clings to her perfect body
She flowers like the golden sun in May time
And my blood's a-rising faster now
As one by one she unbuttons her dress
And naked she pulls me to her bosom
She is the stream and I am the fish to guide her
She is the golden corn in the sun
And I am a field mouse and in her I'll run
Oh doctor, doctor, tell me what I have done wrong
'Twas but a dream and when I woke up she had gone
And my money too I cannot see
So tell me how will I pay thee
