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Saint Joan of Arc

Saint Joan of Arc

Saint Joan of Arc
She was a maid
Who dressed up like a man

She led a king to victory
against old England

and Burgundy

You can burn a bone
and burn a word
and burn a tooth and tongue

But you can't burn a memory
You can't burn one

Oh learn,
what can burn
what cannot
You can't burn a thought

They burned her up
and raked the coals
then burned her twice again
They gathered up the dark, dark, ash
Then tossed her in the Seine.

You can burn a bone
and burn a word
and burn a tooth and tongue

But you can't burn a memory
You can't burn one

They said for sure she won't endure
Her name would forgot
It's not
It's not

It's known,
It's known

You can't burn a thought.
You cannot.



Copyright   2012 Mary Ann  Sullivan