The Horse of Beckmann's Mill for solo harp - no levers required Harp - Digital Sheet Music

SKU: A0.779694

An original composition
In dorian mode. Very much in folk song style
Inspired by animal welfare
Lovely arrangement. Quite easy.
Has impovised section in middle
The original lyrics are:

The Horse of Beckmann’s Mill

Pray, have you seen that chestnut foal o'er there upon the hill?

The finest foal you've ever seen was born at Beckmann's Mill.

They let her play within her yard, tie ribbons in her mane,

They train her to the grinding stone that crushes up the grain.

Now many times I've thought about that foal at Beckmann's Mill,

And many times I've wondered how that man can do so ill.

They use you up, they throw you out and turn their backs in scorn.

All because by chance it came to be the place where you were born.

Pray, have you seen that chestnut filly o'er there beside the hill?

The finest filly you're ever seen was worked at Beckmann's Mill.

They drive her from the morning sun until it's very late,

They thrash her hard to pull the wheel that's bonded to her fate.

Now many times I've passed her by and oft I've turned my face.

Yet many times I've wondered what if I were in her place.

They take advantage of the young and those without a voice.

And it seems to me that nowhere did she really have a choice.

Pray, have you seen that chestnut mare o'er there under the hill?

The finest mare you've ever seen has died at Beckmann's Mill.

One day she fell upon her kness, the man he brought his knife.

The tread mill won the battle, and the miller took her life.

Now many times I've thought about the mare at Beckman's Mill,

And many times I've wondered how that man can do so ill.

They use you up, they throw you out and train another foal,

Yet every death they cause will leave a stain upon their soul.