The Armadillo Lyrics - Mittens - Frank Turner

I was taking compass bearings for the Ordnance Survey 

On an army training camp on Salisbury plain 

I had packed up my theodolite, was calling it a day 

When I heard a voice that sang a sad refrain: 

'Oh, my darling Armadillo 

Let me tell you of my love 

Listen to my Armadillo roundelay; 

Be my fellow on my pillow 

Underneath this weeping willow 

Be my darling Armadillo all the day.' 

I was somewhat disconcerted by this curious affair 

For a single Armadillo, you will own 

On Salisbury plain, in summer, is comparatively rare 

And a pair of them is practically unknown 

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Drawn by that mellow solo 

There I followed on my bike 

To discover what these Armadillo 

Lovers would be like: 

'Oh, my darling Armadillo 

How delightful it would be 

If for us those silver wedding bells would chime 

Let the orange blossoms billow 

You need only say 'I will'-oh 

Be my darling Armadillo all the time.' 

Then I saw them in a hollow, by a yellow muddy bank 

An Armadillo singing [?] to an armour-plated tank 

Should I tell him, gaunt and rusting, with the willow tree above 

This - abandoned on manoeuvres - is the object of your love? 

I left him to his singing 

Cycled home without a pause 

Never tell a man the truth 

About the one that he adores 

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On the breeze that follows sunset 

I could hear that sad refrain 

Singing willow, willow, willow down the way; 

And I seemed to hear it still, Oh 

Vive L'amore, vive l'Armadillo 

'Be my darling Armadillo all the day 

Be my darling Armadillo all the day.'