Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc

As she came riding through the dark

No moon to keep her armor bright

No man to get her through this dark and smoky night

She saidI'm tired of the war

I want the kind of work I had before

A wedding dress of something white

To wear upon my swollen appetite

La

Well I'm glad to hear you talk this way

I've watched you riding everyday

And there's something in me that yearns to win

Such a cold such a lonesome heroine

And who are you She sternly spoke

To the one beneath the smoke

Why I'm fire He replied

And I love your solitude

I love your pride La

Well then fire make your body cold

I'm gonna give you mine to hold

And saying this she climbed inside

To be his one to be his only bride

Then deep into his fiery heart

He took the dust of Joan of Arc

And high above all these wedding guests

He hung the ashes of her lovely wedding dress La

It was deep into his fiery heart

He took the dust of Joan of Arc

And then she clearly understood

If he was fire

Oh she must be wood

I saw her wince I saw her cry

I saw that glory in her eye

Myself I've longed for love and lace

But must it come so cruel

Must it be so brave

La