I met y ou in the saddle I r ode you in the d ust
Held your h and to the heavens pulled your h eart to the e arth
There was s omething that blinded me m ore than the m ist
The b reath of the c ottonwood buds l ighter yet
And you r ode the maypole of d ance hall legs
and g alloped to another's emb race
And I bit the flowers from y our wrist c orsage
Y ou waltzed too s lowly too s lowly you w altzed
With that g irl from Widow's G rove
Near the b reath of a s wallow p etals dropped as you f ell
And you g rabbed and shyly h eld me against the s tone cold w ell
In your h and was a glass you held the i ce against the n ight
It d ripped and it s parkled and I laughed a wish
Bef ore it all slipped down the d ark tunneled well
I h eard it melt quietly and I looked at you
B ent to the earth with just o ne pleading wish
Your s kirts brushed to the f urious p ounding
Oh I'd f ollow y ou to the r iver
That w ashes o ut to the s ea
T hrough the w ind through the r ain of a c old dark n ight
That's w here I 'll b e
I hid in the e lm and raised the b ough that hung even with your neck
Then I c hased you and d rowned you there d eep in the w ell
And when your m outh was full and wet I swallowed all your reckless fate
And w ith your last b reath you moaned t oo drunk to w ake
Oh I'd f ollow y ou to the r iver
That w ashes o ut to the s ea
T hrough the w ind through the r ain of a c old dark n ight
That's w here I 'll b e
Through the w ind through the r ain of a c old dark n ight
That's w here I 'll b e
