The One Called Joan

The One Called Joan - 2:13

She felled the lion, pulled out his claws
Gave thanks to her God for what he had done
Rallied her troops for the battles to come

Then an Angel came down and wrote on stone
She walks with God, her name is Joan

Oh, what will I be? was my girlish plea
I prayed to myself, but also out loud
I called out to heaven for a sign in the clouds
I felled the lion and pulled out his claws
Gave thanks to God for what he had done
Rallied my troops for the battles to come

Then an angel came down and wrote on stone
I walk with God, my name is Joan

The sky became murky but I could tell
A girl in the saddle of a milky white mare
At the head of some troops shouting orders in French
Still in her teens
She led the ragged charge
Freed old Orleans
Bright and solid I saw Billie Jean
Sacajawea only sixteen
Rehab The Harlot, Rosa Park
Amelia, Sally, even Belle Starr

Then an angel came down and wrote on stone
There’s no one greater than the one called Joan