where my darling where my dear where is it sure thinking you may go
oh well i'll either climb those mountains way up high or i will walk that valley low
and if you walk those mountaintops with the air so cool and the sky so clear and blue
well is there one thing you could promise me to always keep the cliffside from your shoe
where my darling where my dear where is it sure thinking you may stay
oh well i know a man who owns a cheap motel just north of sarasota bay
but who my darling who my dear who's this man you're saying that you know
and who is it who calls you from the hills of carolina to the gulf of mexico
well don't you shed a tear my dear i only plan to use him for his room
ah because it is not you i'm running from but rather from those rolling clouds of dew
for i feel that reaper perch behind and i'm still a woman in my youth
oh and i do not intend to spend my young days
laying around with you
but why my darling why my dear why is it you're leaving oh so soon
oh well it is not you
i'm running from but rather i'm chasing mornings new
because i feel that reaper perch behind to see him now he's just behind your head
and all life is but a golden gift with many tears and spikes along the edge
so hold me close and near and hard and save the weeping for another day
oh for when you wake tomorrow i will likely be a thousand miles away
and if you walk those mountaintops with the air so cool and sky so clear and blue
well is there one thing you could promise me to always keep the cliffside from your shoe
well i'm running from but rather from those rolling clouds of dew