كلمات Mary Call

Mary Call, Mary Call You never stumble, you never fall Silver stars and lilies call For the yearning of the young one Named Mary Call She's the treasure of the mountains And the dearest one of all. Papa's gone and mama too This life has been quite cruel to you But spirit took you from the start It made you brave and it gave you heart Brothers and sisters by your side You worked so hard that the earth took pride It gave you sage, wild thyme and rue To earn your keep, to pull you through. Mary Call, Mary Call You stand so straight and you stand so tall Winds will sweep and rivers fall For the yearning of the young one Named Mary Call She's the treasure of the mountains And the dearest one of all. When you finally met despair A kindly man came to your care He held you in his arms and said Just dry your eyes and rest your head Too tired to argue or protest You realized you'd done your best There'll be a place for you somewhere To tie bright ribbons through your hair.