Armworth

What was my arm worth
 When they took it away
 And the spirit had rush upset
 All of 'em promised to stay
 Where did they put it, Bella
 Where and which way
 Did it start the man charged at me
 And I'm in vain
 Or is it with my brother
 Is it with my brother
 And I mean in this grave
 Tell me...
 Where...
 Tell me...
 Where do I go to find it.
 What is my arm's way
 In a balance of things
 Are there still birds a-flying
 In a brushing of wings
 Or could it still be disguised
 As a terrible thing
 And spoiling all them singing, babe
 And smashing up their wings
 Wish I could go with them brother
 Brother of all things
 It's only a stub of the original thing
 It was there when I signed
 When I saluted my king
 Tell me...
 Where...
 Tell me...
 Where do I go to find it.