Somewhere on a lonely

muddy country road

I heard your song, crow,

for the first time.

Somewhere in the distance

wicked, black and low

Made me feel as I was

running from a crime.



Some say she died of drowning

in the river deep

Some say she died of a sudden

start

Some say they found her

swinging from my old

man's tree

And some folks say she

died of a broken heart.



I can't believe they would

pay men just to hunt me

down

But silver coins to each one

do they give

And by now there's a

gallows

Standing in the town

And I wonder how much

more I have to live

And I wonder how much

more I have to live.



Somewhere on a lonely

muddy country road

I heard your song, crow,

for the last time.

Somewhere in the distance

wicked, black and low

Made me feel as I was

running from a crime

Made me feel as I was

running...

from a crime.