Текст песни Pine Box

(chorus)
In a box made of pine
lays the sweet love of mine.
She's been gone for nearly a year.
And the river'd overflow
if only I could
trade a raindrop for every tear.
(end chorus)

It was the year of ought-one
that our life had begun;
no peril could make us distraught.

Together we stood,
through bad and through good;
no hardships that couldn't be fought.

But she fell ill,
one dark winter's night,
and before too long she passed.

And it would prove to be true
my whole life through
that nothing good would pass.

(chorus)

It all ended that day
when I saw her ride away
in the back of that long black hearse.
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And I remember so well
my personal hell
began on this here Earth.

And I've half the heart
I used to have,
and half the will to go on.

And I've got half a mind
to drink myself blind
now that my darlin' is gone.

(chorus)

Now the winter's teeth,
are bitin' down,
and it chills me to the bone.

To think about
that cold mattress,
and sleeping all alone.

And so now I know
what I must do;
the path ahead of me's clear.

I must join her now
wherever she's at,
'cause I ain't doing no good here.

(chorus)