Joan Baez — The Angel

I dreamed a dream! What can it mean? And that I was a maiden Queen Guarded by an Angel mild Witless woe was ne'er beguiled And I wept both night and day And he wiped my tears away And I wept both day and night And hid from him my heart's delight So he took his wings, and fled Then the morn blushed rosy red I dried my tears, and armed my fears With ten-thousand shields and spears Soon my Angel came again I was armed, he came in vain For the time of youth was fled And gray hairs werе on my head