Words & music by Jon Lord, Ritchie Blackmore and Rod Evans
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Mama plays a queen on the hill built on a dream
While the children play in the field
Papa smokes the pipe of a sweet and better life
But how strong is the shield?
Can peace be found on the carpet above ground?
Where sky is forever blue?
So let it pass baby now
The slow and riding cloud which may take me from you
Many things a man can lose
His self, his rights, his views but never his heart or his love
So take this hand of mine
And climb, baby, climb to the hill up above
Now you can play a queen on the hill built on a dream
While our children play in the field
I can smoke the pipe of a sweet and better life
And trust in the strength of the shield
So trust in your love and we'll see up above
And let light pass like a wheel
Don't take the chance of life's sacred dance
Kiss the strength of the shield
The seeker will be found
By the look on the ground and to his wish he will yield
Fate will have it's word, of course
But time will change its course and hold the strength of the shield
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