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1431: Jean du'Arc: song
A song about Jean du'Arc, more commonly called Joan, after her father (John).
The date: 1431 is the time of the Great Trial
which led to her prosecution
of which she was later absolved
after the betrayal of the very King
she restored back on his rightful throne
and thus broke the 100 year war
between England and France, regaining France's Liberation.
She had 2 desires only for her service:
one to return to her home,
which she was never allowed,
and 2 ; to have taxes remitted
on her town of Domremy
which to this day remains tax free.
She was the youngest person ever
to hold Supreme Commander in Chief
over an entire Nations armies
at age 17, and she was a woman/child
Date: 3/9/2005 9:04:27 AM ( 19 y ) ... viewed 3268 times 1431
Jean du'Arc
vs 1:
Baby with..( the golden hair )-
I' never seen ..( one so fair )
Born to hold the Sword of Life,
Born to be a Living Sacrifice.
Sing! .. ( you sing )..of Domremy!
Dance! ..( you dance )..beneath the tree.
Hold!...( hold fast ).. your memory.
Fight the fight, ..( Fight for Liberty! )
ch:
Fires burnin'...burning deep within your heart.
Voices callin'...calling for a Patriot. ( Joan )
Never mind, you a Woman...
Never mind, you a child;
Never mind, you a baby...
you gonna feel the fire- ( burning wild )
vs 2:
All your friends,..surround you now -
None of them, ( left behind ).
All will walk the Holy Ground
When mighty God is fighting on our side.
Freedom for the shackled,
Food to feed the poor.
All the people yearning -
to see the King restored.
ch:
Fires burnin'...burning deep within your heart.
Voices callin'...calling for a Patriot. ( Joan )
Never mind, you a Woman...
Never mind, you a child;
Never mind, you a baby...
you gonna feel the fire- ( burning wild )
chants;
She could be a Peasant.
She could be a Queen.
She could be none other than -
The Maid of Destiny.
She could be an Angel.
( at a moments glance )...
All the world beholds her now...
The Deliverer of France.
Hear the drumbeats rolling.
Hear the women scream.
See the fire burning
on The Virgin of 'Orleans.
Ch:
Fires burnin'...burning deep within your heart.
Voices callin'...calling for a Patriot. ( Joan )
Never mind, you a Woman...
Never mind, you a child;
Never mind, you a baby...
you gonna feel the fire- ( burning wild )
end:
Baby with..( the golden hair )-
I' never seen ..( one so fair )
Born to hold the Sword of Life,
Born to be a Living Sacrifice.
( Born to be a Living Sacrifice )
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Ami Joi Benton 1988
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