1,2,1,2,3,4

[Instrumental break]

[Intro]

In Arcady, your life trips along

Pure and simple as the shepherd's song

Seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady

In Arcady, in Arcady

[Verse 1]

Never saw I such a scene

Of such fair maids upon such remote a green

They employ their holiday with dance and game

And things I may never name

In Arcady, in Arcady

[Verse 2]

Where he said he was your teacher

He taught you true and wise

But now you know more than your teacher

I see nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes

In Arcady

[Verse 3]

So you see how twisted it becomes

See how quickly twisted it becomes

When the cat gut binds my ankles to your bedstead

That ain't love, no that ain't love

[Verse 4]

Said he was your teacher

And taught you true and wise

Now you know more than your teacher

I see nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes

In Arcady, in Arcady

[Outro]

In Arcady (In Arcady)

In Arcady your life trips along

Pure and simple as the shepherd's song

Few seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady

In Arcady

In Arcady

In Arcady

In Arcady