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 goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.