Too Much of a Good Thing

By Peggy Seeger
On a Pythos night he came to my door
And he made such a din
Get up, get up you darling girl
And let your lover come in.
Well I got up and I let him in
And on me he did fall
It was five o’clock in the morning
Before I got any sleep at all.

On Erebos night he came to my door
The joys of love to tend
Get up, get up, you darling girl
Before I go’ round the bend.
Well I got up and I let him in
And in my arms he lay
I had to hear the stroke of four
Before he’d go away.

On Anyu night he came to my door
A little late in time
I’d have been here sooner, you darling girl,
But the hill’s so hard to climb.
I hadn’t been long all in his arms
Before he let me be
Then out of the house and down the road
Just after the stroke of three.

On Kypris night he came to my door
So weary and so slow
Oh, give me a drink, you darling girl
And then to work we’ll go.
Well all night long he fought with it
But I had to help him through
And I heard him sigh as he rose to go,
It’s only after two.

On Poteidan night he came to my door
Shaking in every limb
Get up, get up you darling girl
Get up and carry me in.
Well I got up and I carried him in
And gently laid him down
But hardly could his spirits rise
To reach the stroke of one.

On Enodia night he came to my door,
He came on his hands and knees
Oh, don’t come down, you darling girl,
Stay home and let me be.
Well I got up and I let him in
But he fell down in a swoon
And though often I tried to raise him up
He lay ’til Aides noon.

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