Pine Box

I left you there, clover at your feet
My babes in your arms and a promise to keep
I wagered my life, when the cherry trees bloom
Come hell or high water
I'll come home to you

If they put me in a pine box
My sweet Julay
Where the grass grows, and the bedrocks
Beneath the earth and clay
Sweet Julay

It was a wrong kind of night, in a wrong kind of town
That chill in my spine telling me turn around
He stood there in black, and he wanted my purse
I reached for my pistol, he reached for his first

Then he put me in a pine box
My sweet Julay
Where the grass grows, and the bedrocks
Beneath the earth and clay
Sweet Julay

I fell to my knees, I saw your sweet face
As death stretched his hands, I felt your embrace
So I lead with a smile as the cherry trees bloom
Through hell and high water, I came home to you

Now they put me in a pine box
My sweet Julay
Where the grass grows, and the bedrocks
Beneath the earth and clay, oh God

Did they put me in a pine box?
My sweet, my dear sweet Julay
In the meadow, where we used to walk
Beneath the earth and clay
Sweet Julay

Sweet Julay
Yeah, sweet Julay
Oh my god
My sweet Julay
Yeah, sweet Julay