A widow at the wake A line, she drew a line, she drew a line In the winding sorrow A priest no more the rake Calling on a sign, on a sign That ne'er was showing
Waltzing to the wheel, to the wind I'm walking on a wave, on a wave, on a wave Collar to the cold, to the old Woo me to the grave, to the grave, to the grave
A widow felt the ache That her man would come again Come back again For the sake of her life A priest no more the rake Brought the widow in, the widow in From her sorrow
Waltzing to the wheel, to the wind I'm walking on a wave, on a wave, on a wave Collar to the cold, to the old Woo me to the grave, to the grave, to the grave
Waltzing to the wheel, to the wind I'm walking on a wave, on a wave, on a wave Collar to the cold, to the old Woo me to the grave, to the grave, to the graveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.