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