Dreamed I had a cutting stone Dreamed I held it all my own Cut through wire, wood and bone I'll cut you down, my cutting stone Cutting stone, oh, fear me none Whether wild or whether one Though I travel far from home I'll always have my cutting stone Wandering I chanced upon A wayward child, lost or not And when he laid across my chest My cutting stone, it did the rest Cutting stone, oh, fear me none Whether wild or whether one Though I travel far from home I'll always have my cutting stone In a valley green and wide A suitor wept for a dying bride And when he turned his eyes on me My cutting stone did set him free Cutting stone, oh, fear me none Whether wild or whether one Though I travel far from home I'll always have my cutting stone Cutting stone, oh, fear me none Whether wild or whether one Though I travel far from home I'll always have my cutting stone There upon a mountaintop I looked down onto what I'd wrought And when I saw my labours through I cut my cutting stone in two Cutting stone, oh, fear me none Whether wild or whether one Though I travel far from home I'll always have my cutting stone I'll always have my cutting stone I'll cut you down, my cutting stone *