Mary Call - Joan Baez

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