The king's guardsman's greedy
He's underpaid he knows
Tailor sew me a cloak of indigo
That will disguise me well
For the highwayman's game
No one will suspect evil
And the king's cross are the same
I will pay you dearly
With half of what i claim
No said the tailor
The tailor said no
A cloak will not hide
What your own eyes see
A cloak will not change
What is hidden underneath
Just as mine does not confine
The idea of what I am
I am not a tailor I'm a man
The king's queen is hungry
For the pleasures adultery knows
Tailor sew me a cloak of scarlet
That will disguise me well
For courting on the sly
That will make the fever
Transparent to the night's eyes
I will pay you dearly
With favors and with sighs
No said the tailor
The tailor said no
A cloak will not hide
What your own eyes see
A cloak will not change
What is hidden underneath
Just as mine does not confine
The idea of what I am
I am not a tailor I'm a man
The king he is frightened
With shadows behind his back
Tailor sew me a cloak of sable
That will disguise me well
From the daggers of my foes
That will keep me far above
Those that are below
I will pay you dearly
If you fail on the gallows
No said the tailor
The tailor said no
A cloak will not hide
What your own eyes see
A cloak will not change
What is hidden underneath
Just as mine does not confine
The idea of what I am
I am not a tailor I'm a man