The Queen and the Soldier (Suzanne Vega)


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The soldier knocking upon the queen's door
He said, "I am not fighting for you any more"
The queen she'd seen his face someplace before
And slowly she let him inside.

He said, "I've your palace up here on the hill
And I've wondered who's the woman for whom we all kill
But I am leaving tomorrow and you can do what you will
Only first I am you why."

Down the long narrow hall he was led
Into her room with her tapestries red
And she never once the crown from her head
She him there to sit down.

He said, "I see you now, and you are so very young
But I've more battles lost than I have battles won
And I've got this intuition, says it's all for your fun
And now will you me why?"

The young queen, she fixed him with an arrogant eye
She said, "You won't , and you may as well not try"
But her face was a child's, and he thought she would cry
But she herself up like a fan.

And she , "I've swallowed a secret burning thread
It me inside, and often I've bled"
He laid his hand then on the top of her head
And he bowed her down to the ground.

"Tell me how hungry are you? how weak you must feel
As you are here alone, and you are never revealed
But I won't march again on your battlefield"
And he took her to the window to .

And the sun, it was gold, though the sky, it gray
And she wanted more than she ever could say
But she knew how it frightened her, and she turned away
And would not at his face again.

And he said, "I to live as an honest man
To get all I deserve and to give all I can
And to a young woman who I don't understand
Your highness, your ways are very strange."

But the crown, it had fallen, and she thought she would
And she stood there, ashamed of the way her heart ached
She took him to the doorstep and she asked him to
She would only be a moment inside.

Out in the distance her order was
And the soldier was , still waiting for her word
And while the queen went on strangling in the solitude she preferred
The battle continued on.


Suzanne Vega: Acoustic Guitar and Vocals
Steve Addabbo: 12-String Acoustic Guitar
Paul Dugan: Bass
C.P. Roth: Piano and Organ

Music and Lyrics by Suzanne Vega
1985 A & M Records, Inc.