Widows Grove

    I met you in the saddle I rode you in the dust Held your hand to the heavens pulled your heart to the earth There was something that blinded me more than the mist The breath of the cottonwood buds lighter yet And you rode the maypole of dance hall legs and galloped to another's embrace And I bit the flowers from your wrist corsage You waltzed too slowly too slowly you waltzed With that girl from Widow's Grove Near the breath of a swallow petals dropped as you fell And you grabbed and shyly held me against the stone cold well In your hand was a glass you held the ice against the night It dripped and it sparkled and I laughed a wish Before it all slipped down the dark tunneled well I heard it melt quietly and I looked at you Bent to the earth with just one pleading wish Your skirts brushed to the furious pounding  Oh I'd follow you to the river    That washes out to the sea   Through the wind through the rain of a cold dark night That's where I'll be                                           I hid in the elm and raised the bough that hung even with your neck Then I chased you and drowned you there deep in the well And when your mouth was full and wet I swallowed all your reckless fate And with your last breath you moaned too drunk to wake Oh I'd follow you to the river    That washes out to the sea   Through the wind through the rain of a cold dark night That's where I'll be Through the wind through the rain of a cold dark night That's where I'll be