A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's court
Forced to Manipulate for Sport
Locked up and sentenced to die
Only freed by an eclipse in the sky
Now he is the most powerful man
In all the land
He was King Arthur's man
His right hand
He exposed Merlins lies
Replaced the sorcerer with his scientific guise
Electricity speed throughout the kingdom
All throughout it phones were a ringing
Now it is the time for war
You've led them mighty far
The time has come to play your hand
Or leave this life
A thousand knights sworn to kill you
They cross their own graveyard a curtain of steel
But the electric fence and the minefield do
Everlasting damage to all but a few
The story was bound to end
A Connecticut Yankee lost not dead
Doomed to live the last of his days
In some cold medieval haze
A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's court
A Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur's Court