My Enemies Have Sweet Voices

Al Stewart
I was in a bar called Paradise when the fiddler from the band
Asked me, "Why do you stand there crying?"
I answered him, "Musician, this may come as a surprise
I was trying to split the difference and it split before my eyes"
"And my enemies have sweet voices
Their tones are soft and kind
When I hear my heart rejoices
I do not seem to mind"
I was playing Brag in Bedlam and the doctor would not deal
Asking me, "Why do you kneel down there bleeding?"
I answered him, "Physician I think you would have cried
I was falling back on failure, the failure stepped aside"
"And my enemies have sweet voices
Their tones are soft and kind
When I hear my heart rejoices
I do not seem to mind"
I was blind side to the gutter and Merlin happened by
Asking me, "Why do you lie down there bleeding?"
I answered him, "Magician, as a matter of a fact
I was jumping to conclusions and one of them jumped back"
"And my enemies have sweet voices
Their tones are soft and kind
When I hear my heart rejoices
I do not seem to mind"