Folk Song

Far beneath the hills
Shrouded in the wood
Lay a town of happy folk
Lion's Rock it stood
Shielded from the savage types
No bandits crooks or vagabonds
Work the fields was all their life
Sleep at dusk and rise at dawn mmm-mmm

Jacob he stood proud
Emblems at his breast
Fierceness of a warrior's life he
Yearned to put to rest
Buried deep his sword and shield
Secret quiet as the town of
Lion's Rock where he began
Farmer's life and settled down mmm-mmm

Sarah she stood strong
Made of salt and earth
Tenured hand and leathered skin
She'd worked the fields since birth
So she was at ease
Routine so familiar now, a
Happiness and peace
Little farm, a quiet town mmm-mmm

So she lived so quaint
The passing of the eves
Thought that her life would stay quiet
Fate thought differently
A new man moved to town
Bought some land just round the bend
His thumbs were far from green
So she lent her aid to him mmm-mmm

So the years passed by
Tales of fall and spring
Til he asked her hand in marriage
They wed happily
Picked a spot out in a glade
Pond's reflection of the sky
Knotted wood and calloused hands
Built the house they'd spend their lives mmm-mmm

So the years passed by
Whispers on the leaves
Winters spent around the hearth, and
Summers in the breeze
Til the stirrings of her womb
New heart beating soft and slow a
Daughter brought into the world
Hair of fire and newborn glow