When the robin builds in the holly treenIt's a sign of life, its gentle victorynWell, today as I set to gonI saw a nest in a tree hollownnOh Emily, you're a brave girlnWith your husband gone to the other worldnSing a hymn while I light the firenWe'll be joined by a heavenly choirnnHere's the tansy and the chamomile tea for you to drinknAs the pain increases, well you only have to thinknAbout a baby. We'll save the babynnI placed a holly sprig by the doctor's doornHe has done this well and many times beforenHe'll be careful which way he goesnBut he's been kind to us farm widowsnnAnd this I heard just the other daynThat they came to buy, and you chose to staynSoon a child will help you reap and sownMay he cast a long shadownnBut you say the trials are coming, you have felt the gathering forcesnAnd the galloping you hear is of one too many horsesnBut rest your head my darling girl, there won't be any dangernAny Christian ever loved an infant in a mangernSaves the baby. They'll save the babynnNow the pastor comes, shakes the farmer's handnSays, The earth will bear like the promised landnYou have heard the stories down belownBut God will bless this farm hollow?nnNow the farmer's wife shudders, pulls the shawl up to her shouldernEvery time she nears the hearth she feels a little coldernWhere's the baby? There was a baby