We'll build our small house
With our own hands
We'll plant apple trees in the orchard
The hay will stay dry
The woodpile stacked high
You'll sleep in my arms
Till the morning
Horses and corn
The new calves are born
In the barn on a late winter morning
There's planting in spring
And the trust that time brings
When two people work for each other
This life will be handmade
With patience and love as our mortar
Learning old ways
We'll struggle and save
I swear we are rich beyond measure
When everything's done
We'll kiss in the sun
On a blanket laid down by the river
We'll swim and we'll dry
Watch the hawks fly
While the coyotes cry in the distance
We'll learn all we can
Protect the land
Honor and cherish the Mother
Dance under the stars
Count meteors
Growing this love for each other
While we grow in this love for each other
This life will be handmade
With patience and love as our mortar
Learning old ways
We'll struggle and save
I swear we are rich beyond measure