Bed of Roses Ian Hunter (Ft. Mike Campbell & Ringo Starr)

[Verse 1]
We used to call it Camelot
With all them ladies of Shalott
The people liked to Lancelot
At the Bed of Roses
And what went on behind the scenes
Was way beyond your wildest dreams
Life was burstin' at the seams
In the Bed of Roses
And the band played all night long
The band played all night long
Song after song after song after song
In the Bed of Roses

[Verse 2]
The boy stood on the burning deck
The strap was buried 'round my nеck
My fingers bleeding on the frets
At thе Bed of Roses
We slept on blankets on the floor
A grumbling drummer saddle sore
Seven hours and sometimes more
At the Bed of Roses
And the lamps sway side to side
The lamps sway side to side
If the lamps don't sway you just died
At the Bed of Roses