acony bell

Lyrics

the fairest bloom the mountain knows, is not an iris or a wild rose, but the little flower of which i'll tell, known as the brave acony bell, just a simple flower so small and plain, with a pearly hue and a little known name, but the yellow birds sing when they see it bloom, for they know that spring is coming soon, well it makes its home mid the rocks and the rills, where the snow lies deep on the windy hills, and it tells the world "why should i wait, this ice and snow is gonna melt away", and so i'll sing that yellow bird's song, for the troubled times will soon be gone