I know what my people are thinking tonight
As home through the shadows they wander
Everyone smiling in secret delight
They stare at the castle and ponder
Whenever the wind blows this way
You can almost hear everyone say
I wonder what the king is doing tonight
What merriment is the king pursuing tonight?
The candles at the court
They've never burned as bright
I wonder what the king is up to tonight
How goes the final hour
As he sees the bridal bower
Be legally and regally prepared?
Well, I'll tell you what the king is doing tonight
He's scared!
He's scared
You mean that a king who fought a dragon
Wiped him in two and fixed his wagon
Goes to be wed in terror and distress?
Yes!
A warrior who's so calm in battle
Even his armor doesn't rattle
Faces a woman, petrified with fright?
Right!
You mean that appalling clamoring
That sounds like a blacksmith hammering
Is merely the banging of his royal knees?
Please!
You wonder what the king is wishing tonight?
He's wishing he were in Scotland, fishing, tonight!
What occupies his time while waiting for the bride?
He's searching high and low for someplace to hide
And, oh! The expectation
The sublime anticipation
He must feel about his wedding night to come
Well
I'll tell you what the king is feeling tonight
He's numb!
He shakes
He quails, he quakes!
And that's what the king is doing tonight!