She came to me one morning   One lonely Sunday morning   Her long hair flowing   In the midwinter wind   I know not how she found me   For in darkness I was walking   And destruction lay around me   From a fight I could not win   Ah ah ah ...      She asked me name my foe then   I said the need within some men   To fight and kill their brothers   Without thought of love or God   And I begged her give me horses   To trample down my enemies   So eager was my passion   To devour this waste of life   Ah ah ah ...      But she wouldn't think of battle that   Reduces men to animals   So easy to begin   And yet impossible to end   For she's the mother of all men   Who counselled me so wisely then   I feared to walk alone again   And asked if she would stay    Ah ah ah ...      Oh lady lend your hand outright   And let me rest here at your side   Have faith and trust   In peace she said   And filled my heart with life   There is no strength in numbers   Have no such misconception   But when you need me   Be assured I won't be far away   Ah ah ah ...      Thus having spoke she turned away   And though I found no words to say   I stood and watched until I saw    Her black coat disappear   My labour is no easier   But now I know I'm not alone   I find new heart each time   I think upon that windy day   And if one day she comes to you   Drink deeply from her words so wise   Take courage from her   As your prize   And say hello from me   Ah ah ah ...