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