The Crane Wife 3
by The Decemberists
From the album: The Crane Wife
Duration: 04:18
Lyrics for The Crane Wife 3
And under the boughs unbowed All clothed in a snowy shroud She had no heart, so hardened All under the boughs unbowed Each feather it fell from skin 'Til threadbare, as she grew thin How were my eyes so blinded? Each feather it fell from skin And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low A gray sky, a bitter sting A rain cloud, a crane on wing All out beyond horizon A gray sky, a bitter sting And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low And I will hang my head, hang my head low, low, low