Am
She came to me one morning, one lonely Sunday morning,
G Am
her long hair flowing in the mid-winter wind.
Am
I know not how she found me, for in darkness I was walking,
G Am
and destruction lay around me from a fight I could not win.
Am G Am G Am
Ahahaaahaahah, ahahaaahahaha!
Am
She asked me name my foe then. I said the need within some men
G Am
to fight and kill their brothers without thought of men or god.
Am
And I begged her give me horses to trample down my enemies,
G Am
so eager was my passion to devour this waste of life.
Am
But she would not think of battle that reduces men to animals,
G Am
so easy to begin and yet impossible to end.
Am
For she the mother of all men had counciled me so wisely that
G Am
I feared to walk alone again and asked if she would stay.
Am
“Oh lady lend your hand,” I cried, “Oh let me rest here at your side.”
G Am
“Have faith and trust in me,” she said and filled my heart with life.
Am
There is no strength in numbers. I`ve no such misconceptions.
G Am
But when you need me be assured I won`t be far away.
Am
Thus having spoke she turned away and though I found no words to say
G Am
I stood and watched until I saw her black cloak disappear.
Am
My labor is no easier, but now I know I`m not alone.
G Am
I find new heart each time I think upon that windy day.
Am
And if one day she comes to you drink deeply from her words so wise.
G Am
Take courage from her as your prize and say hello for me.
She came to me one morning, one lonely Sunday morning,
G Am
her long hair flowing in the mid-winter wind.
Am
I know not how she found me, for in darkness I was walking,
G Am
and destruction lay around me from a fight I could not win.
Am G Am G Am
Ahahaaahaahah, ahahaaahahaha!
Am
She asked me name my foe then. I said the need within some men
G Am
to fight and kill their brothers without thought of men or god.
Am
And I begged her give me horses to trample down my enemies,
G Am
so eager was my passion to devour this waste of life.
Am
But she would not think of battle that reduces men to animals,
G Am
so easy to begin and yet impossible to end.
Am
For she the mother of all men had counciled me so wisely that
G Am
I feared to walk alone again and asked if she would stay.
Am
“Oh lady lend your hand,” I cried, “Oh let me rest here at your side.”
G Am
“Have faith and trust in me,” she said and filled my heart with life.
Am
There is no strength in numbers. I`ve no such misconceptions.
G Am
But when you need me be assured I won`t be far away.
Am
Thus having spoke she turned away and though I found no words to say
G Am
I stood and watched until I saw her black cloak disappear.
Am
My labor is no easier, but now I know I`m not alone.
G Am
I find new heart each time I think upon that windy day.
Am
And if one day she comes to you drink deeply from her words so wise.
G Am
Take courage from her as your prize and say hello for me.
