Lovers

Carry my lover to the river below

A dress made of flowers and the water would flow

I held her there for hours ‘til the water ran dry

Crucify my love, tears falling down from the sky

Her mother was crying and my lover was dead

I found them down in a sunflower field, my brother’s hands were red

To Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost I swore I’d make him pay

Crucify my love, took my lover away

These hands will hold you lord like diamonds

These arms will hold your love like shame

These words will wash you down, sleep on the ground like lovers

And these wounds will hold your love like rain

Found him, my brother, in Laredo, last night

I took my pistol, and held it high, took my brother’s life

Left him layin’ there in a pool of blood with a glimmer in his eye

Hit the Mexico line, tears falling down from the sky

These hands will hold you lord like diamonds

These arms will hold your love like shame

These words will wash you down, sleep on the ground like lovers

And these wounds will hold your love like rain

Ooo…