[Intro]
[Verse]
What in the world do the old bard need?
Ears to hear and the soul to heed
Roof from the snow and the quiet craic
Bit of a blanket to his back
Ears to hear and the soul to heed
That do be, what the old bard need
[Verse]
What in the world do the old bard need?
Ears to hear and the strength to heed
Dab of tin for a night of work
Glim of the lamp, stave off the dark
Ears to hear and the strength to heed
That do be, what the old bard need
[Verse]
Soft dark wind in the hemlock-night
Tap of the rain on the shingle tight
Southeast wind in the bending reed
Cup of the warm for the body s need
Ears to hear and a tear to weep
And he ll be tucking him off to sleep
[Verse]
But what would you do for the old one s heart?
A song or a tale of your own, to start
The quiet word by the shifting fire
Words of your own dear heart s desire
For the cares of the one are the cares of us all
Your heart gives heart to another soul
[Verse]
Then, when the old path climbs again
Threads of wonder, wish and pain
He ll be weaving, the road along
And you ll be the fabric of the song
Ears to hear and a soul to heed
These for sure, do the old bard need
Ears to hear and a soul to heed
These for sure, do the old bard need