Shepherd's Song

A flower in winter
the sun in the grey
you light up the glen
when you're coming this way
at the back of the flock
with a staff in your hand
I've never seen anything
nearly as grand

And you with a lamb
tucked under your arm
could any man say
he has seen greater charm
I speak from my heart
lass I truly confess
with your every stride
My life you do bless