Somewhere on a lonely
   muddy country road
I heard your song, crow,
   for the first time.
Somewhere in the distance
   wicked, black and low
Made me feel as I was
   running from a crime.
Some say she died of drowning
   in the river deep
Some say she died of a sudden
   start
Some say they found her
   swinging from my old
   man's tree
And some folks say she
   died of a broken heart.
I can't believe they would
   pay men just to hunt me
   down
But silver coins to each one
   do they give
And by now there's a
   gallows
Standing in the town
And I wonder how much
   more I have to live
And I wonder how much
   more I have to live.
Somewhere on a lonely
   muddy country road
I heard your song, crow,
   for the last time.
Somewhere in the distance
   wicked, black and low
Made me feel as I was
   running from a crime
Made me feel as I was
   running...
   from a crime.