Bill Sutton - The Wizard of Macke Town lyrics

It started in a tavern on the edge of Macke Town The talk had turned to stories of the night He drank and laughed with all the rest and chilled them with his tales Spoken in the shadowed eerie light When all at once they noticed signs they had not seen before No candles burned inside the tavern hall The windows shuttered tightly and no light spread from the doors The blacksmith's son glowed pale to light them all Sword in hand and rein in hand he rides across the plain Knowing as he gallops that he can't go home again Born and raised in Macke Town, the blacksmith's only son His neighbors hound and hunt him for a deed he has not done Frightened by his wizard's light, his old friends stay away He finds himself abandoned and alone His lifetime friendships shattered by a power undesired His life destroyed by things he has not known Then one day the Baron dies of no mere earthly cause And all a**ign the blacksmith's son the blame In the night they come to take him to his d**h upon the stake He escapes into the dark that shrouds the plain Sword in hand and rein in hand he rides across the plain Knowing as he gallops that he can't go home again Born and raised in Macke Town, the blacksmith's only son His neighbors hound and hunt him for a deed he has not done He rides the plain a year or more, searching for a sign Of a sorcerer who murders village lords And if he should find him he resolves to settle all Bringing his name with power and a sword So comes the day he finds a tower black against the sun The power grips his body like a claw It pulls him toward the tower where his shame may be avenged And the castle is invaded by the pawn He finds the sorcerer asleep secure within his spells His rage fuels power to strike the wards away! He slashes down with sharpened blade and takes the wizard's head And he feels his unknown power drain away Sword in hand and rein in hand he rides across the plain Knowing as he gallops that he's going home again Born and raised in Macke Town, the blacksmith's only son He brings his friends and neighbors proof of deeds he has not done But when he rides in triumph back again to Macke town Relief at his salvation quickly dies For though his power has vanished and he brings the murderer's head The village wisdom calls his claims a lie Sword in hand and rein in hand he rides across the plain Searching for a power that he'll never find again Born and raised in Macke Town, the blacksmith's only son His neighbors hound and hunt him for a deed he has not done His neighbors hound and hunt him for a deed he has not done!