Elton John - Did Anybody Sleep with Joan of Arc? lyrics
[Elton John - Did Anybody Sleep with Joan of Arc? lyrics]
At seventeen, she became the queen of Orleans
A peasant child guided by a vivid dream
She was cool before they
Knew what cool became
She cut her hair and cross-dressed
In a dangerous age she set a trend
A natural look was all the rage
Imagine if they'd had merchandise
And poster sales this bride of God
Bigger than Elvis in her day
She had it all until they burned it all away
She swung a sword she rode a horse
She wore her armor for the Lord
But did she cry by candlelight?
Was she lonely after dark?
Did she pray for something more?
Did anybody sleep with Joan Of Arc?
She was small and more or
Less of common breed but saint aside
No stranger to a woman's needs
No handsome knights
No random acts of chivalry
Her bed remained a simple place
For her to sleep
She swung a sword she rode a horse
She wore her armor for the Lord
But did she cry by candlelight?
Was she lonely after dark?
Did she pray for something more?
Did anybody sleep with Joan Of Arc?
They burned her down for her belief
They burned her down for her faith
They gave her up into the flames
Proclaiming she'd seen heaven's face
She swung a sword she rode a horse
She wore her armor for the Lord
But did she cry by candlelight?
Was she lonely after dark?
Did she pray for something more?
Did anybody sleep with Joan Of Arc?
They burned her down for her belief
They burned her down for her faith
They gave her up into the flames
Proclaiming she'd seen heaven's face
Did anybody sleep with Joan of Arc?
They burned her down for her belief
They burned her down for her faith
They gave her up into the flames
Proclaiming she'd seen heaven's face
Did anybody sleep with Joan of Arc?
A peasant child guided by a vivid dream
She was cool before they
Knew what cool became
She cut her hair and cross-dressed
In a dangerous age she set a trend
A natural look was all the rage
Imagine if they'd had merchandise
And poster sales this bride of God
Bigger than Elvis in her day
She had it all until they burned it all away
She swung a sword she rode a horse
She wore her armor for the Lord
But did she cry by candlelight?
Was she lonely after dark?
Did she pray for something more?
Did anybody sleep with Joan Of Arc?
She was small and more or
Less of common breed but saint aside
No stranger to a woman's needs
No handsome knights
No random acts of chivalry
Her bed remained a simple place
For her to sleep
She swung a sword she rode a horse
She wore her armor for the Lord
But did she cry by candlelight?
Was she lonely after dark?
Did she pray for something more?
Did anybody sleep with Joan Of Arc?
They burned her down for her belief
They burned her down for her faith
They gave her up into the flames
Proclaiming she'd seen heaven's face
She swung a sword she rode a horse
She wore her armor for the Lord
But did she cry by candlelight?
Was she lonely after dark?
Did she pray for something more?
Did anybody sleep with Joan Of Arc?
They burned her down for her belief
They burned her down for her faith
They gave her up into the flames
Proclaiming she'd seen heaven's face
Did anybody sleep with Joan of Arc?
They burned her down for her belief
They burned her down for her faith
They gave her up into the flames
Proclaiming she'd seen heaven's face
Did anybody sleep with Joan of Arc?