Yeats' Grave

Silenced by death in the grave la-la-la-la
 William Butler Yeats couldn't save la-la-la-la
 Why did you stand here?
 Were you sickened in time?
 But I know by now
 Why did you sit here, ah-ha?
 In the grave
 In the gra-a-ave
 In the grave
 In the gra-a-a-ave
 Why should I blame her?
 That she filled my days with misery
 Or that she would of late have taught to ignorant men most violent ways
 Or hurled the little streets upon the great
 Had they but courage equal to desire
 Sad that Maud Gonne couldn't stay la-la-a-ah
 She had Mac Bride anyway la-ah
 And you sit here with me
 On the isle Innisfree
 And you're writing down anything
 But I know by now
 Why did you sit here?
 Ah-ha (ah-ha)
 In the grave
 In the gra-a-ave
 In the grave
 In the gra-a-a-ave
 La-la-da-da
 La-la-da-da
 La-la-da-da-da-la-da
 La-la-da-da
 La-la-da-da
 La-la-da-da-da-la-da
 William Butler
 William Butler
 William Butler
 William Butler
 Why should I blame her?
 Had they but courage equal to desire
 Had they but courage equal to desire
 (William Butler)
 (William Butler)