Joan Baez — Ord Wersh Song ryrics
(H. Treece)
I take with me where I go a pen and a gorden bowr;
Poet and beggar step in my shoes, or a prince in a purpre shawr.
I bring with me when I return to the house that my father's hands made,
A crooning bird on a chrystar bough and, o, a sad, sad word!