[NoteWorthy ArtWare][NoteWorthy Composer]7Evelyn V. AldenAcwhir armorerssongAndrew Lyon of WolvenwoodCopyright © All Rights ReservedNY_F20.50000000 0.50000000 0.50000000 0.50000000Times New Roman Times New RomanTimes New RomanTimes New RomanTimes New Roman Times New RomanTimes New RomanTimes New RomanTimes New RomanTimes New RomanStaffStandardôÿ@>Sparks fly hot, my an-vil rings with plea-sure, Sparks fly hot, my ham-mer sings with pride. A helm for the knight who lives on the hea-ther, A dag-ger for the squire rid-ing at his side; I've made mail for the Bar-on, gaun-tlets for the King, Belts for seve-ral lad-ies so I sing. Sparks fly hot, my an-vil rings with plea-sure, Sparks fly hot, my ham-mer sings with pride. I've ap-pren-ti-ces and man-y, in-com-pe-tence they've shown But with a firm hand I make the right way known I've a wife who bears fine chil-dren, sons to fol-low me, They'll make a fine liv-ing in the ar-mo-ry. Sparks fly hot, my an-vil rings with plea-sure, Sparks fly hot, my ham-mer sings with pride. When I'm old and my name is known through-out the land I'll die and be bu-ried, ham-mer in my hand. Sparks fly hot, my an-vil rings with plea-sure, Sparks fly hot, my ham-mer sings with pride.ð         ÿ   ÿ               ÿ! #     ÿ         ! #       ÿ    ÿ             ÿ   ÿ                   ÿ    ÿ          ! #       ÿ   ÿ                ÿ   ÿ      …üüÿYP           ÿÿ! #    ÿ      wP         ÿ   ÿ      Staff-1Standardtöÿ @·