[Intro] [Bodhrán drum steady rhythm, fading into a lone, haunting fiddle] [Verse 1] From the Pictish mist where the horses ran, The Howey blood moved with the pulse of the land. A Howell quill in the Welshman's hand, Wrote the law of the soil, made the legacy stand. [Chorus] Horseplay in the marrow, law in the vein, A thousand years riding through sunshine and rain. Sealed in the covenant, carved in the stone, A house built on promises, never alone. [Verse 2] Agincourt mud and the Highland divide, With the Howell’s foresight as the Howey’s guide. Across the gray Atlantic, a dream in the hull, To find the wide earth where the currents pull. [Chorus] Horseplay in the marrow, law in the vein, A thousand years riding through sunshine and rain. Sealed in the covenant, carved in the stone, A house built on promises, never alone. [Bridge] French Lake horizon, the 1830 claim, Giving the valley a Howey and Howell name. The tractors turned to tankers, the wagons to fleets, Controlling the flow through the global streets. [Verse 3] 1955, the champion’s crown, With a Howell beside him, holding it down. Now 2050, the code and the light, The Howey fire burning through the digital night. [Chorus] Horseplay in the marrow, law in the vein, A thousand years riding through sunshine and rain. Sealed in the covenant, carved in the stone, A house built on promises, never alone. [Outro] The iron and the acre, the ink and the pride, With the history of centuries standing beside. The saga holds true under Minnesota blue.
