Margaret

She could see the whole town from the top of the hill, her lungs they burned like coals
At the age of three, looking down at the trees, it came to be her first memory
The time will pass before she can tell, the sunny scene unfolds
The songs that sing, they fill everything; it seems that it teems in our souls
Now the stage is set, the curtain drops, the training wheels come off
The gears and cogs, be it clear or fog, turn and steer our girl around the rocks

It won't be measured, tied and tethered
Won't be frozen by the cold
Though you may seek it, don't try and squeeze it
Won't be bought or sold
Through stormy weather, tar and feather truths that you'll be told
All this way just to find our way
Try and find our way back home

She became a nurse, but it was family first. She watched the county bloom
Automobiles made from Hamilton Steel, dinner shows and dancing to the boom
The pot's always on, the iron's always hot, the ships are in from sea
Clothed and fed, the kids are in bed, she sits down and takes in the breeze

It won't be measured, tied and tethered
Won't be frozen by the cold
Though you may seek it, don't try and squeeze it
Won't be bought or sold
Through stormy weather, tar and feather truths that you'll be told
All this way just to find our way
Try and find our way back home

Now she sits all the time and her supper's served at five. The moments don't connect
It's an even toss of a warbride's loss. Her thoughts are just rocks growing moss
But she falls asleep and she's back above the trees, holds her father's hand
He says, 'Dearie me, Margaret, what do you see?'
They paused and looked over the land

It won't be measured, tied and tethered
Won't be frozen by the cold
Though you may seek it, don't try and squeeze it
Won't be bought or sold
Through stormy weather, tar and feather truths that you'll be told
All this way just to find our way
Try and find our way back home