Joan Of Arc

Written by: Sharon Smith

There’s a light in the sky, we know what it means,
It means the death of the Maid of Orleans,
The crowd is shouting, listen, hark,
They're saying “Death to Joan of Arc!”
The wood’s piled high, the fire’s lit,
Burn the evil heretic!
And in the centre of their cries,
There stands a young girl bound and tied,
She loved her God and fought for France,
But they killed her when they got the chance,
Throughout her life her glory shone,
And even in death her name lives on.