I m waiting, I wait, for the creaking of the gate,
How long, how long must I wait.
I sit, I sit, the weeds gather round me,
The wind whips my dress so that I cannot see.
So long, good bye, to that great moaning sky and I ll cast my heart down
the well.
I stare, I stare, and I m looking over there,
Cross that ghostly lake where he dwelled.
I look and I see a light burnin bright,
But I know it doesn t burn for me tonight
So long, good bye, to that great moaning sky and I ll cast my heart down
the well.
Looking down, looking down, to where he once laid,
The birds hovered then took him away.
I rise to my feet and I walk down that road
Where I silently cry when this story is told.
So long, good bye, to that great moaning sky and I ll cast my heart down
the well.
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