The Meadow Lark

Upon a winding forest road
I met a soldier far from home
I saw he was my enemy
So I aimed at him and he at me
Prepared was I, but load to shoot
And he uncertain what to do
A cold sweat firmed upon my brow
But we both kept and stood our ground
And then the curious thing occurred
On wings arrived the tiny bird
And troubled not by war or peace
She sang for us a melody

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

I did not move or look away
Last my life, my forward take
Yet in his eyes I saw his fry
Just a boy like me afraid to die
The meadow lark sang on and on
Then more arrived, еnjoyed the song
And as I held my rival starе
A tremendous chorus filled the air
Then in my heart, as clear as day
I heard a gentle whisper say
My son, if my disciple be
Show grace and love your enemy

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

With birds all around
Lowered I my rifle down
And as my foe took aim at me
I showed him he'll abandon me
He fall till then and shook with fear
And from his eye he wiped a tear
His gaze was as a bone
And then he turned and he was gone

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

If I should live to see more days
I pray the world to guide my ways
With grace to love my enemy
For grace, my savior showed to me
With grace to love my enemy
For grace, my savior showed to me