Down in the valley on a midwinter's night
walks The Crone, unseen my human kind
Her weary heart longing for rest
Her eyes saw too much of sorrow and grief
There was a time when She was adored
and the valley full of bliss and joy
until the day the gaunt one appeared
He never smiled nor shed any tear!
And he raised his voice: "Behold I'm Messiah!"
It was then She knew the time had come!
A dream? A dream?
It's only a dream!
A dream? A dream?
She lives in my dreams
The man, he spoke of commandments and sin
of wicked wifes, of chaste and virtious men
He'd sown the seed of mischief in their hearts:
Those once proud, now a submissive crowd!
And he raise his voice: "Behold I'm Messiah!
I'm the son of god!
I come in fire!
My kingdom come!
My will be done!"
It was then She knew her time had come!
A dream? A dream? It's only a dream!
A dream? A dream? She lives in my dreams ...
Now the blind are leading the blind!
Independence and wisdom exchanged for ignorance and minority
Seizure and oppression amongst the once born free!
But still no one dared
to raise a hand against The Crone
They were aware - despite his sermons - that She still held
The Strength and The Power!
And as She makes her way through centuries and decades
She waits for human kind to awake
to shake off the chains of Messiah!
In patience She walks the world in search for those who uphold
the memeto of the Golden Age!
While in his church, in fitful slepe, tormented by nightmares
lies Messiah in fright of the dark!
The demons he raised to strike the blind with fear
were not just a mirage: They've become alive - to haunt Messiah!
To end creation's devastation, the senseless sacrifice
She, The Weaver, weaves The Veil of Damnation!
And out of the dark, Valkyries and Erinyes rising
Avenging Angels of doom!
Called by The Crone the wandering ones seek for vengeance
SOURCE'S SOURCE: Arlo Guthrie
COMMENTS: A Jimmy Rodgers song
TEXT: (Capo up to D)
C G7 C C7
I had a home down in Texas
F C
Down where the bluebonnets grew
G7 C a
I had the kindest old mother
D7 G G7
How happy we were, just we two
C G7 C
Then one day the angels called her
C7 F
Said they, we'd all have to pay
F C a
She called me close to her bedside
C G7 C
These last few words to say
Son, don't start drinkin' and gamblin'
Promise you'll always go straight
Ten years have passed since that parting
That promise I broke by mistake
I started in gambling for pastime
At last I was just like them all
I bet my clothes and my money
Not dreaming that I'd ever fall
One night I bet all my money
Nothing was left to be seen
And all that I needed to beat them
Was one card, and that was the queen
The cards were dealt all round the table
Each one took a card in the draw
And I drew the one that would beat them
I turned it and here's what I saw
I saw my mother's picture
And somehow she seemed to say
"Son, you have broken your promise"
So I tossed the cards all away
The winnings I gave to the newsboy
I knew I was wrong from the start
And I'll never forget my promise
To my mother, the queen of my heart
YODEL: C G7 C a
D7 G7 C
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