Charm and Grace

Her blonde hair loose beneath a jewelled coronet
The coronation scene she would never forget
And she wore a very lovely gown
Such pageantry when she entered the town

When my Lord of March named his wife
It cut Warwick's pride like a knife
His resentment hidden from his face
Could not be overcome with charm and grace

A dowager duchess carried her train
Dear Lady Anne was her name
The Duke of Clarence cleared the way
For the royal procession on that day

When my Lord of March named his wife
It cut Warwick's pride like a knife
His resentment hidden from his face
Could not be overcome with charm and grace
Charm and grace charm and grace
Could not be overcome with charm and grace

Through streets lined with liveried guild
The work of artisans cleverly skilled
Horses dressed in cloth of gold
At Westminster Hall such a sight to behold

When my Lord of March named his wife
It cut Warwick's pride like a knife
His resentment hidden from his face
Could not be overcome with charm and grace
Charm and grace charm and grace
Could not be overcome with charm and grace



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Churchward
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