When long shadows fall and dwarf the trees at evening
When white winter light burnishes the streams
The I will bring you a coat of soft lamb's wool
To keep your back from the keen northern wind
When snow shames the sheep that huddles to the leawood
When snow drops peep form darkness unfurled
Then I will bring you boots with fur linings
To keep your feet dry as you walk o'er the world
When home becomes a prison and snow drifts lock the door
When February fill dyke drenches the moor
When black rain freezes and whips at your hand
Then I will bring a carriage with wheels of wind
To take you away from this barren land.