Linda Connell Studley: Music
Onward
(Linda Connell Studley)
Linda Studley
Once I was a maiden fair
I braided flowers in my hair
Dreamed of love and dreamed of lads
Dreamed of moving onward
Onward go the years and
Onward flow the tears and
Onward till the ending
Life shall lead me onward
Then I met a handsome man
He smiled and offered me his hand
Blythly did I follow him as he led me onward
Children came and children grew
Then were gone before we knew
Dreaming dreams we used to do
Dreams of moving onward
Now the frost has touched my hair
My grandchild is a maiden fair
Who cannot fathom how I ever
Dreamed of moving onward
Some day soon I’ll heed the call
To gather me to some great hall
Gladly will I follow when
The music calls me onward