Noni’s Song
(sing to the tune of ‘Row, Row, Row Your Boat’)
Noni was a little girl
From the Iron Age
Her Daddy was a blacksmith
She longed to be the same
Noni went with Dum Dum
On a long journey
Wanted clay, wood, iron ore
To prove that she was ready
She knows to dig for iron ore
Finds wood beneath the trees
Clay from the water
Everything she needs
Noni lost her special knife
She was very sad
Her Daddy could not be cross
Her work had made him glad
Clay to build the furnace
Wood to stoke the fire
Iron bloom smelted out
Ready for the hammer
Noni was so happy now
A blacksmith she became
Just like her Daddy
They were now the same
