Jeanne d' Arc the holy
The brave the devine
The saviour of our land
She was just a little girl
When she took her final
stand
The rain felt on her
So help me God
She kneeled down
So help me God
She gave her prayer
So help me God
She gave
her in his hand
Jeanne d' Arc the holy
The brave the devine
On a beautiful day in spring
When france proclaimed it's
victory
She went beside the king
The bells sang it loud
You won the day
The people rejoiced
You won the day
The king
said to her
You won the day
And gave her his ring
But fate was against her
Her enemies played tricks on her.
The good
and the truth has failed.
Shemes and treason like often won.
Jeanne d' Arc the holy
The brave the devine
Her sun shone
just a while
Condemned and abused they took her away
And brought her to the funeral pile
She stood strong
So help me
God
All alone
So help me God
Her last words
So help me God
She died with a fearless smile
