The Song of the Woman
by Lurana O'Malley
'Tis a far far longer day that I must face
'Tis a far far harder road that I must tread
'Tis a far far harsher wind that I must bear
But I keep myself silent for my father
As a daughter I cowered 'neath his crushing blows
And I never raised my eyes to meet his hardened glance
As a sister I watched as he went off to war
But I kept myself silent for my country
As a wife I endured the pain of fists and spite
And I never raised my voice to question his command
As a mother I buried three soldiers here
Now I'll no more keep silent, oh my sisters
'Tis a far far longer day that I must face
'Tis a far far harder road that I must tread
'Tis a far far harsher wind that I must bear
Now I'll no more keep silent, oh my sisters
'Tis a far far longer way that I must go
As I board this train to leave my county
But it's far far better for my baby girl
And I'll keep her so safe, oh my daughter
'Tis a far far finer day than we have seen
And a far far sweeter air that we can breathe
As the morning colors play upon the distant sky
I shall seek my new freedom with my daughter
And I'll keep her so safe, oh my daughter