Emily Nyman
Emily Nyman - Vermont Song lyrics
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Vermont Song Revised ©2014 Emily Nyman/ASCAP (p)2014 Brave Bird Music/ASCAP Our Vermont © 1999 L. Berry & E. Nyman We gather on our porches at the dimming of the day Rocking gently to the distant sound of tractors bailing hay We reflect upon our blessings â?? We are grateful to be here This is the simple quiet living we hold dear. We are born to your beauty by the cry of the loon We give thanks for your harvest by the light of the moon Of the tapestry that blankets our spirit and captures our hearts Let us sing to our Vermont. Your whitewashed steeples, fading barns, and old wagon roads Take us to a sleepy little town of long ago Where folks make maple sugar and angels in the snow Where what you do matters more than what you know. We are born to your beauty by the cry of the loon We give thanks for your harvest by the light of the moon Of the tapestry that blankets our spirit and captures our hearts Let us sing to our Vermont. As silhouettes of history are woven in time Trees stand guard, roots deep and sure, where the rails of freedom lie And Patriots are honored with their names carved in stone And the flight of the Falcon heralds the dawn. We are born to your beauty by the cry of the loon We give thanks for your harvest by the light of the moon Of the tapestry that blankets our spirit and captures our hearts Let us sing to our Vermont.