The Wren - John S. Hardy

    What could ever drive a man
    to venture out in all this cold
    what could ever be the dream upon his mind
    or the voice he heard come singing through the snow

    singing down down bless this soul
    singing down down this i know
    singing down down down down, warning must be sent
    and by foot it must be brought and so we went
    for the wren

    when all the people are quite warm
    except the few who gather fuel
    they dread the wind when it gathers in the north
    that causes all the gods to be so cruel

    singing down down bless this soul
    singing down down this i know
    singing down down down down to the forest end
    and perhaps it might be there we apprehend
    the wren

    those of caution to be seen
    abroad at night about the queen
    when all the world knows that deep down inside
    the burden of paradise is mean

    singing down down bless this soul
    singing down down this i know
    singing down down down down games of pretend
    whether howling at the moon or magdalen
    or the wren

    a flock of birds must crown a king
    against the wind and under wing
    and never notice when the one in front he falls
    and another takes his place to gather all

    singing down down bless this soul
    singing down down this i know
    singing down down down down hear the voices blend
    though those who stand behind will not defend
    the wren

    © 1984 John S. Hardy Music Co. ASCAP

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