DON QUIXOTE

Moses David

[No. 198: 14,15,17,32,37,38,39,51]

If singing songs brings gladness
Like singing in the rain,
And wisdom only brings sadness
I'd rather be mad than sane!

They tell me our goodness is badness
Our singing of songs is in vain.
But I tell them their wisdom is madness
I'd far rather sing than complain!

Oh give me my world of madness!
Give me my songs in the rain!
They can have their saneness and sadness!
I would rather be glad though insane!

So give me this Man of La Mancha!
And sing me his happy refrain!
Oh can you all see it, or can'tcha?
That he was the one who was sane?

So let's sing a song for Quixote!
Let's sing a song for the free!
Let's sing a song though we're dotey
For we're bound for Eternity!

So let's sing a song for Pied Piper
And a song for his Children so free!
For I'd rather be mad than a sniper,
Who only brings sad misery.

Let's sing for the Mad Monk Rasputin
Who loved, drank, healed and swayed Kings!
For while they were madly disputin'
He made off with all of their things!

So give me my wild happy Children
Their singing and dancing so free!
You can have your madness that kills men,
Bringing Hell and insanity!