I'm dragging these bones up on the hill In the valley is a cold winter chill I can see my breath And I can't feel my fingertips
The sky is dark, the world's about to end I'm thinking about the death of my old friends And I just realized, there's wrinkles in my skin
We all grow old And our gray hair will start to thin So I will get my strength I will get my strength Oh I will get me strength from field medicine
I'm walking through the fields all dressed in black The snowfall is covering my tracks Oh I might get lost Or I might catch my death
The wind blew through the smoke and pine It's a lonely walk to the county line I'm a drifter at best Just looking for a place to rest my head
The pills you take might just break your heart The empty bottles spread across the floor I'll close the windows I'll close the windows honey I'll close the windows and lock the doorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
