The Peasant of Longbow

I sing of the sorrow of Longbow 

Where a princess waited

For someone to share the moon with

To share the stars and clouds and 

Even the bright sun, but it seemed not so

I sing of the peasant of Longbow

Whose father was dying

And mother gone from sight in sense of 

Work and care for all her many kin

Including her handsome son

I sing of the meeting of Longbow

Where the pretty she looked

Out the window and observed a lad

Who cared and loved and sang

Including a ballad to her

I sing of the love of Longbow

Which started with that strange encounter

She sent a letter of her love and he exchanged it back

Her heart leapt to unknown places

Including the place where he had to go

I sing of the pain of Longbow

Of the fellow who had to leave to

Keep his family alive and well

The princess cried and sadly it

Included the death of her fair Owen

I sing of the sorrow of Longbow

Where a princess waited

For Owen to share the moon with 

To love and embrace each other

Even marriage, but not it will ever be