Drawing water from the well
Spilling over on the grass
Walking homeward, my heart is filled with pain
Oh, how I was mean
Go your way,
my love
Go your way,
my love
As
I wander through the trees
Picking of the windy leaves
Thinking where you may be sleeping now
I wanna die
Go your way,
my love
Go your way,
my love
As I sit mending your clothes
That you will never ever wear Cooking daily for you I do prepare
But oh, how I was mean
Go your way,
my love
Go your way,
my love
Is there war in some far land?
And have you gone to lend your hand?
Do you lie broken and dying now?
I wanna die
Go your way,
my love
Go your way,
my love
Drawing water from the well Spilling over on the grass
Walking homeward, my heart is filled with pain
Oh, how I was mean Go your way,
my love
Go your way,
my love