Intro Verse What in the world do the old bard need? Ears to hear and the soul to heed Roof from the snow and the quiet craic Bit of a blanket to his back Ears to hear and the soul to heed That do be, what the old bard need Verse What in the world do the old bard need? Ears to hear and the strength to heed Dab of tin for a night of work Glim of the lamp, stave off the dark Ears to hear and the strength to heed That do be, what the old bard need Verse Soft dark wind in the hemlock-night Tap of the rain on the shingle tight Southeast wind in the bending reed Cup of the warm for the body's need Ears to hear and a tear to weep And he'll be tucking him off to sleep Verse But what would you do for the old one's heart? A song or a tale of your own, to start The quiet word by the shifting fire Words of your own dear heart's desire For the cares of the one are the cares of us all Your heart gives heart to another soul Verse Then, when the old path climbs again Threads of wonder, wish and pain He'll be weaving, the road along And you'll be the fabric of the song Ears to hear and a soul to heed These for sure, do the old bard need Ears to hear and a soul to heed These for sure, do the old bard need