歌词
(Verse 1)
In a town where the anvils clang,
Lives a man with a hammer in his hand.
Darren Taylor, the blacksmith king,
With fiery eyes and a heart that sings.
(Chorus)
Oh Darren Taylor, my best friend true,
The farrier whose forge lights up the gloom.
On this day, we celebrate you,
The trusted smith, in all you do.
(Verse 2)
From dawn 'til dusk, you toil away,
Shaping shoes for horses in the hay.
Your hands, they dance, with skill so fine,
Crafting art from iron, line by line.
(Chorus)
Oh Darren Taylor, my best friend true,
The farrier whose forge lights up the gloom.
On this day, we celebrate you,
The trusted smith, in all you do.
(Bridge)
Through the flames and sparks, you stand tall,
A master craftsman, beloved by all.
With each strike of the hammer, a story unfolds,
Of loyalty, friendship, and hearts made bold.
(Verse 3)
To the man whose laughter fills the air,
Whose spirit shines bright, beyond compare.
Darren Taylor, on this special day,
We raise a toast, in your honor, we say:
(Chorus)
Oh Darren Taylor, my best friend true,
The farrier whose forge lights up the gloom.
On this day, we celebrate you,
The trusted smith, in all you do.
(Outro)
So here's to you, Darren, on this day,
May your fire burn bright in every way.
(Verse 1)
In a town where the anvils clang,
Lives a man with a hammer in his hand.
Darren Taylor, the blacksmith king,
With fiery eyes and a heart that sings.
(Chorus)
Oh Darren Taylor, my best friend true,
The farrier whose forge lights up the gloom.
On this day, we celebrate you,
The trusted smith, in all you do.
(Verse 2)
From dawn 'til dusk, you toil away,
Shaping shoes for horses in the hay.
Your hands, they dance, with skill so fine,
Crafting art from iron, line by line.
(Chorus)
Oh Darren Taylor, my best friend true,
The farrier whose forge lights up the gloom.
On this day, we celebrate you,
The trusted smith, in all you do.
(Bridge)
Through the flames and sparks, you stand tall,
A master craftsman, beloved by all.
With each strike of the hammer, a story unfolds,
Of loyalty, friendship, and hearts made bold.
(Verse 3)
To the man whose laughter fills the air,
Whose spirit shines bright, beyond compare.
Darren Taylor, on this special day,
We raise a toast, in your honor, we say:
(Chorus)
Oh Darren Taylor, my best friend true,
The farrier whose forge lights up the gloom.
On this day, we celebrate you,
The trusted smith, in all you do.
(Outro)
So here's to you, Darren, on this day,
May your fire burn bright in every way.
