Steve Earle

The Boy Who Never Cried

Steve Earle


Long ago and far away 
In a land no map can find 
There lived in long forgotten days 
A boy who never cried 
He was his mother's only child 
So she never wondered why 
Until the news spread far and wide 
Of a boy who never cried 

From fabled lands the pilgrims came 
To behold the silent child 
In ancient tones they sang his name 
Over every lonely mile 
There were those who came in reverence 
There were those who stood outside 
And whispered low in quatrains dim 
Of a boy who never cried 

Days grew long and short until 
The seasons turned to years 
The child grew strong and fairer still 
With a face unstained by tears 
And every maid and lady fair 
Held her breath when he passed by 
For their mothers bid them all beware 
Of a man who never cries 

He lived alone for all his years 
And then on the day he died 
He shed a single precious tear for a boy who never cried