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They call the WindChimes Mariah

(to the tune of "They Call the Wind Mariah")

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The prospector on a lonely night the wind in cabin whine-in'
took next day his pots and pans and to the fence did twine-ing
then late at night when all alone, serenade outside did hear-ing
all around a song so sweet as the stars were shin-ing

He went to war in the field he tied his music to listen dying
the chimes of freedom his enemies heard and teary-eyed went cry-ing
the wind it blows, the earth does turn and morning day sun rise-ing
a rainbow peace above them while solder's men homeward bid-in'

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