A village with no music is empty
The gloom of no known expression is here
Alas a device was found that tempt he
The man celebrated with his lone beer

And so this newfound joy was brought by him
Village ecstatic by this new six string
Soothing sounds made the village swim
With the feeling of music inside their fling

Brought by excitement and into the fire
Rolled the night oblivious to their sin
Up the next and it lay on the pyre
The sounds finally came to a fin

They searched endlessly for tunes to fulfill
No one to blame they mourned the long lost trill