When Princes Meet
Tom Paxton Lyrics


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When princes meet
The poor little men must tremble
In judgment seat

They speak of their wars
While great armies assemble
Their armor shines
To shame the sun

They move like gods
They do resemble
All bow their necks
To iron feet when princes meet

When castles rise
The poor little men must build them
To charm the skies

They throw up the turrets
Where the great lords will them
They dig the dungeons
From the earth

And their brothers
Wives and children fill them
All those below cast down
Their eyes when castles rise

God save the king
For he grants us leave to serve him
His praises sing
And grant that we may deserve him

Who counts the cost?
The cattle and men to be lost?
'Tis no small thing to serve a king

When kings make war
The poor little men must fight them
They must do more

They hold out their necks
For great lord's swords to bite them
The sons of the lords cleave
Through their ranks

In the hopes some warrior king
Might knight them
It's what the poor little men are for
When kings make war

Hide your cattle in the woods, Francois
The lord is looking your way
Hide your women and your goods, Francois
They're coming around to make you pay

Hide if you can, poor little man
Think of a prayer to say
Hide if you can, poor little man
Think of a prayer to say

God save the king
For he grants us leave to serve him
His praises sing
And grant that we may deserve him

Who counts the cost?




The cattle and men to be lost?
'Tis no small thing to serve a king

Overall Meaning

The song, "When Princes Meet" by Tom Paxton communicates the stark reality of the power dynamics between the ruling class and the oppressed lower class. The opening lines convey the idea that the meeting of princes in judgment generates fear in the common masses. The princes are portrayed as confident and godlike figures who, with their armies and shining armor, dominate the ordinary people. The phrase "their armor shines to shame the sun" is suggestive of how the rulers are blinding and overpowering with their might.


The second verse describes how the castles are built to reach the skies, while the masses are left to build them at the cost of their own lives. The people are forced to dig dungeons and are subsequently used to fill them. The rule of the kings is described as arbitrary, and even the lives of the common folk are disposable in the service of their leaders.


The third verse shows the common people's perspective towards the ruling class. They view the king as the savior who grants them leave to serve him. The phrase "who counts the cost?" suggests that the price paid by the common people in wars is often disregarded, and they are left to bear the loss of their cattle and men. The closing lines "Think of a prayer to say" are metaphorical, implying that the common people are powerless in the face of the King's demands and can only pray for mercy.


Line by Line Meaning

When princes meet
When powerful rulers come together


The poor little men must tremble
The common people are afraid and powerless in their presence


In judgment seat
During official and authoritative gatherings


They speak of their wars
The rulers talk about their battles and conquests


While great armies assemble
Their large military forces gather in preparation for war


Their armor shines
The knights' metal suits are polished and impressive


To shame the sun
Their armor reflects the brightness of the sun so strongly that it looks brighter


They move like gods
The royals exude a sense of divinity and majesty


They do resemble
Their similarities to gods are noticeable


All bow their necks
Everyone around them submits and shows respect


To iron feet when princes meet
The rulers' power is so great that even the ground they walk on seems to be made of metal


When castles rise
When large and impressive fortresses are built


The poor little men must build them
The common people have to do the work to construct the castles


To charm the skies
To impress everyone with their grandeur and height


They throw up the turrets
The workers build tall towers on top of the castles


Where the great lords will them
The nobles dictate where the towers should be placed


They dig the dungeons
The poor people create the underground prisons


From the earth
The dungeons are located beneath the castles


And their brothers
The workers' siblings


Wives and children fill them
The prisoners of the dungeons are often innocent family members of the commoners


All those below cast down
The people underneath the castle feel helpless and defeated


Their eyes when castles rise
They are overwhelmed and intimidated when they see the castles looming overhead


God save the king
A plea for the safety and security of the royal leader


For he grants us leave to serve him
Because he allows the commoners to be subservient to him


His praises sing
To express admiration and loyalty for the king


And grant that we may deserve him
To ask for the chance to prove their devotion and worthiness to the king


Who counts the cost?
Who is responsible for paying the expenses of war?


The cattle and men to be lost?
The soldiers and livestock that will be killed or injured


'Tis no small thing to serve a king
Being a servant or soldier to a king is a huge undertaking


When kings make war
When rulers enter into conflicts with each other


The poor little men must fight them
The common people are forced to be soldiers and fight in the war


They must do more
Not only do they have to fight, but they have to endure other hardships as well


They hold out their necks
The commoners willingly present themselves to their deaths


For great lord's swords to bite them
The nobles inflict fatal wounds upon the commoners


The sons of the lords cleave
The offspring of the nobility chop through the commoners


Through their ranks
Through the lines of the soldiers fighting on the frontlines


In the hopes some warrior king
Perhaps a victorious king will recognize the heroism of a commoner


Might knight them
And reward them with a knighthood


Hide your cattle in the woods, Francois
A warning to a fellow commoner to protect his livestock from being taken


The lord is looking your way
The nobleman has set his sights on Francois' possessions


Hide your women and your goods, Francois
A plea to hide his loved ones and valuable items as well


They're coming around to make you pay
The nobility is planning to extract money or goods from Francois by force


Hide if you can, poor little man
To urge Francois to flee and hide if possible


Think of a prayer to say
A reminder to call upon a higher power for help and guidance in desperate situations




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: THOMAS R PAXTON

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Mack Ray Keaton

I simply can't get over his simple rhythm and melodic structures that create a sound that cannot be imitated. I work so hard to create something complex and unique and Tom Paxton can create something more memorable and simple that would take me a lifetime to accomplish. Hats off to this genius.

Jeff Stevens

What an amazing, and powerful track. Tom and a few others played the soundtrack to my life as I was growing into a young man all those years ago, and listening to this again after so many years has brought tears to my eyes. It's a perfect marriage of music, lyrics and images. Beautifully put together. Thank you.

jingles454545

my dad loved this song. he has passed it onto a younger generation and i really do love it..

Aidan Clarke

great to hear this song again after quite a few years. you have put together a tremndous series of images to illustrate it. I think this is absolutely excellent.

fishmangrove

What a great song from a great album back in the 70's ! I still have this vinyl record and keep it along with a few precious things of my early high school days. And still listening with great pleasure and nostalgia Many thanks to Tom for his great music and many thanks for posting !

DanPat121

One of Tom's best songs.

Hans Hartel

I love this song since 45 years!

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scootmandu

A brilliant song and one of the favorite songs from my youth,. I just shared it on my Facebook page. Thank you!!

freackykit

First time I have heard this...Brilliant, thanks for sharing. Loved the picture editing too

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