Barley

The wind that shakes the barley will not shake me The wind that shakes the barley will not shake me The wind that shakes the barley won't shake me Like my mama told me this I sew though that I see The fire that takes the kindling will not take me The fire that takes the kindling will not take me The fire that takes the kindling it won't take me Like my mama told me this I sew though that I see And the rain that floods the valley will not drown me The rain that floods the valley will not drown me The rain that floods the valley won't drown me Like my grandma told me this I sew though that I see Where hawk that stoops the sparrow will not strike me The hawk that stoops the sparrow will not strike me The hawk that stoops the sparrow it won't won't strike me Like my grandma told me this I sew though that I see Where dark before the dawn breaks, it will not bind me The dark before the dawn breaks, it will not bind me The dark before the dawn breaks will not bind me Like my mama told this I sew though that I see Where wind that shakes the barley will not shake me The wind that shakes the barley will not shake me The wind that shakes the barley won’t shake me Like my mama told me this I sew though that I see Like my mama told me this I sew thought that I see