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The Barron Knights - The Chapel Lead Is Missing (Lyrics below)

THE CHAPEL LEAD IS MISSING
In the village hidden deep in the valley,
...one cold and dreary winter's night,
A figure could be seen creeping in the early misty light,
A ten-foot ladder on his shoulder, a heavy hammer in his hand.
What had he been doing? What mischief had he planned?

Early, early Sunday morning the vicar went to morning prayer.
He found the church was chilly; there was something in the air.
The marble font was overflowing. There was water everywhere.
He looked up, up at the ceiling and found it wasn't there

And the chapel lead is missing, and the rain is falling down.
When they asked who might have done it, they all blamed Jimmy Brown.
And the little congregation prays for sunshine from above,
But the rain's precipitation leaves them wet to saturation
Till they fear the church will flood.

In the village hidden deep in the valley,
...one cold and dreary Monday morn,
The police were out there searching but Jimmy Brown had gorn.
They eventually found him complete with torch and bag of tools.
He'd been back at his old business nicking drainpipes from the
...schools.
"Please come along with me now." These friendly words they said to
...him.
"I'll offer no resistance," replied our sunny Jim.
When Jimmy Brown was questioned, this is all the poor boy said:
"I only nicked the drainpipes. Someone else took all the lead."

And the chapel lead's still missing and the rains still falling down.
Though they're sure who is the culprit, the lead still can't be found.
And the little congregation prays for sunshine from above,
But their constant meditation would not pay for restoration
Of the little church they love.

Deep, deep in the valley, one cold and dreary Tuesday morn,
Our Jim was in the cooler wishing he had not been born.
They questioned him for many hours, but still he would not tell.
They blamed him for the church roof and the missing bell as well.

Deep, deep in the valley, one cold and dreary Wednesday morn,
The police took Jim his breakfast, but again our Jim had gorn.
The sergeant walked into the cell block and found that it was bare.
He looked up, up at the ceiling – guess what – it wasn't there.

And the chapel lead's still missing, and the rain's still falling
...down,
And the organ isn't playing, 'cos the organist has drowned.
The collection box is missing and the vicar can't be found,
And the little congregation needs a lot of medication
For the church has fallen down.

When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the Universe.
~ John Muir