The Very Blest of Jack Tannehill |
Dark black veil No one's words can console you Still I wish you'd half the mind to hear Sad Old Lady, Dark black veil All those years someone cared We're the crop God must harvest All those years how he loved you All those years how he cared Still you're Sad Old Lady Dark black veil I'll help you eat it I'll stay and I'll watch you cry And I'll water your flowers from a green plastic pail I'll keep the cobs from the stone Fall to my knees in the memory of the man who loved you Oh, how he loved you Dark black veil This boy's song won't console you You've a scar now Even time won't heal Sad Old Lady Dark black veil ... such a dark black veil |
