Raging Blaze Lyrics

The Dean is seated in the Vale

With many a pleasant view

Whatever ills our land assail

The villagers are true

True to their Country, and their Crown

And faithful to their King

Their friendship has for ages grown

There is no chance for "Swing"

For if the raging flames ascend, redden all the sky

The many there from end to end, to drain the river dry

The lovely lasses tripped along, the river stopped to gaze

Kissed their white hands, with them ran, to stop the Raging Blaze

And this shall long remembered be

When we are in the tomb

Our sons shall sing with ecstasy

They saved the widow's home

And if the raging flames ascend, Redden all the sky

The many there from end to end, to drain the river dry

The lovely lasses tripped along, the river stopped to gaze

Kissed their white hands, with them ran, to stop the Raging Blaze