The Widower Lyrics

I'll mind my mouth,
in a brand new town.
In the time of the year
when the things you hear,
won't lay down or disappear.
d*** the winter,
it's following me.
I'm waiting for softer times
and greener leaves.

Stay awhile with me.
Warm a body that aches
here in these sheets alone.
I will not find another of your kind,
I hold this true.
I will not be a husband
that's set free,
I said I do.
Stay awhile with me.
Warm a body that aches
here in these sheets alone.

Hold a hand with no ring.
It's naked and cold,
in a state too shocked to be old.