Once upon a time there was a boy
Who only had a single toy
It was a simple looking wooden sword
But he treasured it as if it was gold
The boy's father was a simple man
He couldn't do much but he did all he can
They didn't have much money they didn't have much food
But as long as they had each other things were good

A bed time story
A fairytale
Same old thing
It never fails
Soon you'll sleep
In your bed
Relive the story
In your dreaming head

When the boy reached six he was sent to school
The teacher took one look and thought him for a fool
With his ragged clothes and his dirty toy
The teacher seemed to despise the boy
But the boy was smart the smartest in class
And even though he wasn't very strong or fast
All the other kids liked the boy
Yet he still preferred his wooden toy

A bedtime story
A fairytale
Same old thing
It never fails
Soon you'll sleep
In my arms
Safe from danger
Protected from harm

The years past one after the other
And the boy grew more and more apart from his father
But he still carried the sword wherever he went
A reminder of something that could not be bent
Cause that sword was carved by his loving dad
The man who taught him the difference between good and bad
And even if he and daddy weren't that close by now
He still felt the love in it somehow

A bedtime story
A fairytale
Same old thing
It never fails
Soon you'll sleep
With your sword
The same one I made
Years ago from a wooden board