Action

Sow the wind and reap the storm All along you’ll be forlorn Take the bull and ride him down Aways watching for your turn Take the kettle by the steam Down! Wait for rain while dancing free Never more you lady see Create anger and the thrill Of your bounding in the hills Fight the giants in the dale And come shouting up the trail Shout! Blowing the whistle at the mill And your teammates get a thrill If you cry then it’s too late For the masters at the gate Take the handle and the spear And advance for victory’s near Fight!