I woke up this morning With death at my window, singing Come out, come with me, It's friendship that I seek, and conversation He left you a widow, A dress made of shadow, you can't see through And while he's out swimming, He leaves you drowning in sorrow
You've convinced me he loves you But he doesn't know you like I do And I'll bring you treasure, A love you can measure and I live With a home on a hillside, A castle and a grave site you can sleep in So while he's out swimming, He leaves you drowning in sorrow Well while he's out swimming, He leaves you drowning in sorrow Grow old with me Grow old with me Grow old with me
I fell in love with a girl of nineteen A black-haired girl I called Abilene "Young girl, where's your husband?" "Sadly," she replied, "I do not have one" "Then it's you I'll marry with your parents' permission"
"No, fine sir, they will not let me marry For I am a young girl And you are a man without money" "Then I'll come by your window Tonight when they both will be sleeping
"Outside your window In a carriage, I will be waiting They'll awake, find you gone, Rub their eyes, and think they're dreaming" And never did they think That their Abilene would leave them
"Now, fine sir, where is it you shall take me? Is it in the mountains high Or is it the deep blue sea?"
It's getting hard to pay attention, pay attention to you Always trying to work it out, work it out, work it out But a girl you love behind still hangs around She's always wondering, wondering when you'll come back
The fact is you are not You will never at all The fact is you are not
It's getting hard to pay attention, pay attention now But a girl you love behind still comes around She's always asking asking, "When will he return?" I can give her no answer answer
The fact is you are not You will never at all The fact is are not You will never at all