The wind that shakes the barley will not shake me The wind that shakes the barley will not shake me The wind that shakes the barley won't shake me Like my grandma told me this I sew though that I see The fire that takes the kindling will not take me The fire that takes the kindling will not take me The fire that takes the kindling it won't take me Like my grandma told me this I sew though that I see And the rain that floods the valley will not drown me The rain that floods the valley will not drown me The rain that floods the valley won't drown me Like my grandma told me this I sew though that I see The hawk that stoops the sparrow will not strike me The hawk that stoops the sparrow will not strike me The hawk that stoops the sparrow it won't won't strike me Like my grandma told me this I sew though that I see The dark before the dawn breaks will not bind me The dark before the dawn breaks will not bind me The dark before the dawn breaks it won't bind me Like my grandma told this I sew though that I see The wind that shakes the barley will not shake me The wind that shakes the barley will not shake me The wind that shakes the barley no it won't shake me Like my grandma told me this I sew though that I see