The forge calls my design
These tools, divine the steel, it rings
We'll make it sing

Now the stone, we refine
For the blade, redefined
Master smith, metal's sage
Shine your work through the ages
The forge calls my design
These tools, divine the steel, it rings
We'll make it sing

Wow! You really know your
Way around the forge!

Where'd you learn to smith like that?

Long ago, I was young but a fool
I was smart, but not wise
So I saw only tools