Happy Thanksgiving, to everyone out there in the US. Hope you have a lovely day.

For you all:

'WILLIAM BREWSTER DREAMS OF AMERICA' by Reg Meuross


"This song came about after a visit to Scrooby Church in Lincolnshire, the parish of William Brewster, one of the founders of The Pilgrim Fathers. It was the names of the children that made me want to write the song." - taken from Reg's latest CD 'Dragonfly'

'William Brewster Dreams of America'

"William says to Mary 'We're strangers in our land'
Mary says to William 'Will, I understand
But what about the children? We'll give them what they need
Give them truth, clothes and shoes
And something good to eat.'

Through the fens in darkness from Boston they set sail
Two miles out at Scotia Creek the expedition failed
The English captain robbed them and turned the ship around
And working for the King's own coin, The Catchpole took them down.

Mary took the children, Patience, Love and Fear
She bore them to God's calling, God didn't call them here
She'd take them to the new world, a new life waited there
With passage on The Mayflower. William turned to prayer

Oh say can't you see by dawn's holy light, dreams of America
Innocent pilgrims drawn from the night, to dreams of Amercia

Of those who sailed from Devon's shore barely half survived
From disease and deprivation and broken hearts they died
Leaving just four women to fifty youths and men
But William slept with no regret, said he'd do it all again

After seven years of hardship Mary had passed on
Patience was a weak child, she'd follow before long
Love and Fear bore children and William held them dear
His legacy that man be free lived on in Love and Fear

They sailed by the moon
The first giant leap dreams of America
On star spangled oceans to faith's righteouus sleep
Dreams of America."


A very beautiful song.