On a country road, in a cold forest
On the darkest of winter days
I looked out at the clouds just staring me down
And I swear that I saw the face
Of my sweetest little lady, my success and my failure
A smile that turned to a frown
If I ever get the chance I'll go to England and to France
Then head straight back to my hometown
I was walking along, I was singing a song
I was trying not to play the part
All the birds were singing, my ears were ringing
As I thought of your poor heart
All the trouble you been put through
The hardship and the virtue
The things that normal people d...
