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all the widows watch
through all window sills
hair raisin' in every room
up the street come a walkin' chill
an' you ask for nothin'
'cept to be by my side

see my tears good father
will they wash it away
all my dirt from your holy feet
no i don't believe it works that way
'cause you ask for nothin'
'cept to be by my side

i seen you in the river
before god an' man
held by the holy hand of winter
brought low by winter's holy hand

yes my sister girl
i know that it is true
you see me with the lord's eye girl
an' you see right through
an' you ask for nothin'
is there somethin' behind my eyes

i can look good i swear
when the spirit blows
all ore an' all through yeah
my wretched bones
an' you ask for nothin'
'cept to be by my side love

i seen you in the river
before god an' man
held by the holy hand of winter
brought low by winter's holy hand