[Verse 1]
Bound by the river
Where the willows hang down
And the wild birds, they warble
A low moaning sound
Down in the holler
Where the water runs cold
It's where I first listened
To the lies that she told

[Verse 2]
And I lay on my back
And I see her sweet face
The past I remember
Time can't erase
And all the letters she wrote me
They were written in shame
And I know that her conscience
Still echoes my name

[Verse 3]
If the ladies were blackbirds
And if the women were thrushes
Well, I'd lie there for hours
In cold misty marshes
And if the ladies were squirrels
With high bushy tails
Well, I'd load up my shotgun
With rock salt and nails