This song is also available in "On Filkey Moor", available from all good filk stockists.
I got up one morning when the sun didn't shine,
I went to the market and I took my time,
I bought sixteen tomes, and all pretty old
And the stall-boss said "Well bless my soul!"
Chorus: I bought sixteen tomes, what did I get?
A thousand more pages and deeper in debt!
Worldcon don't you call me, 'cos I can't go;
I owe my soul to the second-hand stall.
Some people say a fan should be good
But I'm only made out of flesh and blood,
Flesh and blood and skin and bones,
And my will is weak and my shelves are long
I bought...
I got up one morning in the drizzle and rain,
Lugging those books was a real pain.
I got to the crossing and my carrier burst --
If you think that's bad, it sure ain't the worst!
I bought...
If you see me coming better step aside,
I'm really quite mad 'cos of what I buyed; [*]
Got a bad full of Heinlein and Jerry Pournelle
And if the Doc Smith don't get you then the Donaldson will!
I bought...