Mirel Wagner - The Road

the hay hung low
where the road leads I will go
and it's a hard and a crooked life
when you're a dead man's unwedded bride
the hay moves slow
where the road leads no one knows
and it's a hard and a crooked life
when you're a dead man's unwedded bride
down by the road sits a man
who's gray and old
says the hardest thing I know
is to see your loved ones go
down goes the road
where the wildflowers grow
there's a lake that's dark deep and cold
there I shall lay my bones
down I go
gonna lay my bruised bones
and the hardest thing they'll know
just let go
just let me go