Would you lay-ay wi-ith me in a fie-ield o-of sto-one

If my needs were strong, would you lay-ay wi-ith me

Should my lips grow-ow dry, would you wet them dear

In the midnight hour, if my lips were-ere dry



Would you go a-away to another-er land

Walk a thousand miles through the burni-in' sand

Wipe the blood a-away from my dyin' ha-and

If I give my-yself to-oo you



Will you bathe wi-ith me in the strea-eam o-of life

When the moon is full, will you ba-athe wi-ith me

Will you still lo-ove me, when I'm down and out

In my time of trial will you sta-and by-y me



Would you go a-away to anothe-er land

Walk a thousand miles through the burni-in' sand

Wipe the blood a-away from my dyin' ha-and

If I give my-yself to you



Would you lay wi-ith me in a field of sto-one

(Would you lay with me in a field of stone)

Should my lips grow dry, would you wet them dear-ear

(Shold my lips grow dry, would you wet them dear)

Will you bathe wi-ith me in the strea-eam of life

(Will you bathe wi-ith me in the strea-eam of life)

Will you still lo-ove me, when I'm down and out [fade]