Philosophers, Poets and Kings lyrics

Diogenes surly and proud

He started at the tearaway youth

He delighted in wine, wine that was good

Oh, because in good wine there was truth

Oh, for good wine

Oh, for the pleasure it brings

If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing

Of philosophers, poets and kings

Democritus' wine was well stored

With wine he suffered no wrath

And when he was drunk, as drunk as a bird

At those who were sober he'd laugh

And oh, for good wine

Oh, for the pleasure it brings

If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing

Of philosophers, poets and kings

Copernicus had wine in his veins

Oh, it made his philosophy real

Then fancied the world, just like his brains

Turned round like a chariot wheel

And oh, for good wine

Oh, for the pleasure it brings

If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing

Of philosophers, poets and kings

Aristotle that master of arts

Had been but a dance without wine

Oh, for what we ascribe, ascribe to his parts

Was due to the juice of the vine

And oh, for good wine

Oh, for the pleasure it brings

If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing

Of philosophers, poets and kings

Old Plato was reckoned divine

Who wisely, to kindness was prone

But had it not been down to good wine

His merit had never been known

Oh, for good wine

Oh, for the pleasure it brings

If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing

Of philosophers, poets and kings

Oh, for good wine

Oh, for the pleasure it brings

If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing

Of philosophers, poets and kings

Of philosophers and poets and kings

• Artist:Kate Rusby
• Album:Philosophers, Poets & Kings (2019)