Barley Songtext
von Birds of Chicago

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 won't shake me
As my grandma 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 won't take me
As my grandma told me this I sew though that I see


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 won′t drown me
As my grandma told me this I sew though that I see

The 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
As my grandma told me this I sew though that I see

The dark before the dawn breaks will not bind me
The dark before the dawn breaks will not bind me
The dark before the dawn breaks it won′t won't bind me
As my grandma told this I sew though that I see


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 no it won′t won't shake me
As my grandma told me this I sew though that I see