steve earle
the boy who never cried
Long ago and far away In a land no map can find There lived in long forgotten days A boy who never cried He was his mother's only child So she never wondered why Until the news spread far and wide Of a boy who never cried From fabled lands the pilgrims came To behold the silent child In ancient tones they sang his name Over every lonely mile There were those who came in reverence There were those who stood outside And whispered low in quatrains dim Of a boy who never cried Days grew long and short until The seasons turned to years The child grew strong and fairer still With a face unstained by tears And every maid and lady fair Held her breath when he passed by For their mothers bid them all beware Of a man who never cries He lived alone for all his years And then on the day he died He shed a single precious tear for a boy who never cried