Blood, Water, Coal

High on the mountain
She lies with a Colt
Her hands are as black
As they're calloused and cold

She wakes in the morning
Puts it all on the line
Cause living ain't easy
But it's better than dying

And it's oh oh
Oh oh

Her heart still is bitter
It holds ice through the spring
Her man died last winter
When the cold winds came

No grave could be had
For the ground was froze
She left him outside
To be picked clean by crows

And it's oh oh
Oh oh

It was late in the spring
When she dug his grave deep
At the foot of the mountain
In a glade of birch trees

Winter may come
And winter may thaw
They'll be water and blood
From manitou's walls

They'll be water and blood
From manitou's walls

And it's oh oh
Oh oh



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Heckler
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