(HARP & GUITAR INTRO)
well I sure take it with me wherever I go
and you might like to see it but it never does show
like a wind in the valley that never does blow
like the grass in the back that you never did mow
it's a black sky formin' on the ridge
it's a woman waitin' standin' on the bridge
it's the price that you pay for walkin' on the ledge
it's everything you do and nothin' that you did
(HARP & GUITAR DITTY)
well you might see me drivin' in the wrong side of town
and you might see me shinin' when the rain's comin' down
like a diamond that's hidin' in the lost and found
like a c*** that's runnin' from a red bone hound
it's a black sky formin' on the ridge
it's a woman waitin' standin' on the bridge
it's the price that you pay for walkin' on the ledge
it's everything you do and nothin' that you did
(HARP & GUITAR DITTY)
well the wood keeps burnin' in the old wood stove
and the cows keep goin' where they done been drove
and a light keeps glowin' in a dead man's cove
and a loom keeps spinnin' where the weave gets wove
it's a black sky formin' on the ridge
it's a woman waitin' standin' on the bridge
it's the price that you pay for walkin' on the ledge
it's everything you do and nothin' that you did
well I sure take it with me wherever I go
and you might like to see it but it never does show
like a wind in the valley that never does blow
like the grass in the back that you never did mow
it's a black sky formin' on the ridge
it's a woman waitin' standin' on the bridge
it's the price that you pay for walkin' on the ledge
it's everything you do and nothin' that you did
(HARP & GUITAR DITTY)
well you might see me drivin' in the wrong side of town
and you might see me shinin' when the rain's comin' down
like a diamond that's hidin' in the lost and found
like a c*** that's runnin' from a red bone hound
it's a black sky formin' on the ridge
it's a woman waitin' standin' on the bridge
it's the price that you pay for walkin' on the ledge
it's everything you do and nothin' that you did
(HARP & GUITAR DITTY)
well the wood keeps burnin' in the old wood stove
and the cows keep goin' where they done been drove
and a light keeps glowin' in a dead man's cove
and a loom keeps spinnin' where the weave gets wove
it's a black sky formin' on the ridge
it's a woman waitin' standin' on the bridge
it's the price that you pay for walkin' on the ledge
it's everything you do and nothin' that you did