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Original Song by Sydney Carter (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8x0uMV1EsY)
 
Original Song by Sydney Carter (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8x0uMV1EsY)
  
New lyrics by Gabrielle Falquero
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New lyrics by David Proctor
  
 
<song>
 
<song>
The summer is ending
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The summer is ending, the brokers weigh corn  
The brokers weigh corn
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Now is the time for a child to be born  
Now is the time for a child to be born
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She'll laugh at the trees and cry without fear  
She'll laugh at the trees
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And if she's a Thorn she'll carry a spear
And cry without fear
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Sang the crow on the cradle  
And if she's a Thorn she'll carry a spear  
 
Sang the crow on the cradle
 
  
 
And if it should be that this baby's a Vate
 
And if it should be that this baby's a Vate
 
Never you mind if she shares Navarr's fate
 
Never you mind if she shares Navarr's fate
With blood on her fingers
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With blood on her fingers and and a knife in her hands
And and a knife in her hands
 
 
And the Vallorn behind her wherever she stands
 
And the Vallorn behind her wherever she stands
Sang the crow on the cradle
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Sang the crow on the cradle  
 
 
The crow on the cradle
 
The husks in the night
 
Somebody's baby is born for our fight
 
The crow on the cradle
 
The green and the black
 
Somebody's baby is not coming back
 
Sang the crow on the cradle
 
  
 
And when it should be that the child takes the Brand
 
And when it should be that the child takes the Brand
 
They'll dance along with her and with her they'll stand
 
They'll dance along with her and with her they'll stand
With a scar on her cheekbone
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With a scar on her cheekbone And a suit of dark maille
And a suit of dark maille
 
 
And before her the ruins of Terunael
 
And before her the ruins of Terunael
Sang the crow on the cradle
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Sang the crow on the cradle  
  
The crow on the cradle
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The crow on the cradle, the husks in the night
The husks in the night
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Somebody's baby is born to our fight
Somebody's baby is born for our fight
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The crow on the cradle, the green and the black
The crow on the cradle
 
The green and the black
 
 
Somebody's baby is not coming back
 
Somebody's baby is not coming back
Sang the crow on the cradle
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Sang the crow on the cradle  
  
 
Your striding or steading will sweat and they'll fight
 
Your striding or steading will sweat and they'll fight
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Hush-a-bye little one, never you weep
 
Hush-a-bye little one, never you weep
 
The corpse glade is ready for when you should sleep
 
The corpse glade is ready for when you should sleep
Sang the crow on the cradle
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Sang the crow on the cradle  
  
Bring me my bow, and I'll shoot that bird dead
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Bring me my bow, and I'll shoot that bird dead  
That's what Navarr and Thorn long ago said
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That's what Navarr and Thorn long ago said  
The crow on the cradle, what can we do
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The crow on the cradle, what can we do?
Ah, this is a thing that I'll leave up to you
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Ah, this is a thing that I'll leave up to you  
Sang the crow on the cradle
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Sang the crow on the cradle  
Sang the crow on the cradle
 
  
The crow on the cradle
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The crow on the cradle the husks in the night  
The husks in the night
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Somebody's baby is born for our fight  
Somebody's baby is born for our fight
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The crow in the cradle, the cities of dust  
The crow in the cradle
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One day we'll take back all that we have lost  
The cities of dust
 
One day we'll take back all that we have lost
 
 
Sang the crow on the cradle
 
Sang the crow on the cradle
 
</song>
 
</song>

Revision as of 09:47, 1 May 2015

Original Song by Sydney Carter (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8x0uMV1EsY)

New lyrics by David Proctor

The summer is ending, the brokers weigh corn Now is the time for a child to be born She'll laugh at the trees and cry without fear And if she's a Thorn she'll carry a spear Sang the crow on the cradle

And if it should be that this baby's a Vate Never you mind if she shares Navarr's fate With blood on her fingers and and a knife in her hands And the Vallorn behind her wherever she stands Sang the crow on the cradle

And when it should be that the child takes the Brand They'll dance along with her and with her they'll stand With a scar on her cheekbone And a suit of dark maille And before her the ruins of Terunael Sang the crow on the cradle

The crow on the cradle, the husks in the night Somebody's baby is born to our fight The crow on the cradle, the green and the black Somebody's baby is not coming back Sang the crow on the cradle

Your striding or steading will sweat and they'll fight To hold back the vines that creep in the night Hush-a-bye little one, never you weep The corpse glade is ready for when you should sleep Sang the crow on the cradle

Bring me my bow, and I'll shoot that bird dead That's what Navarr and Thorn long ago said The crow on the cradle, what can we do? Ah, this is a thing that I'll leave up to you Sang the crow on the cradle

The crow on the cradle the husks in the night Somebody's baby is born for our fight The crow in the cradle, the cities of dust One day we'll take back all that we have lost Sang the crow on the cradle