They Took Her Through the Ages.

They took me to a street,
Stood me there bare,
They said I was precious,
And would be priced fair.

They took me to a river,
Clothed me in grey,
They said I was a slave,
And should walk their holy way.

They took me to a lake,
Clothed me in blue,
They said I was a woman,
And they will tell me what to do.

They took me to a valley,
Clothed me in green,
They said I was a witch,
And to burn me wasn’t a sin.

They took me to a town,
Clothed me in red,
They said I was a lass,
And to warm all gilded beds.

They took to me a table,
Clothed me in black,
They said I was a victim,
And thus never answer back.

They took me to a desert,
Clothed me in gold,
They said I was a Saint,
And to suffer for young and old.

They took me to a temple,
Clothed me in white,
They said I was a Goddess,
And my blessing was this night.

They took me to a home, Clothed me in flower, They said I was to love, And that was all my power.