The hay hung low Where the road leads I will go And it's a hard and a crooked life When you're a dead man's unwedded bride The hay moves slow Where the road leads no one knows And it's a hard and a crooked life When you're a dead man's unwedded bride Down by the road sits a man Who's gray and old Says the hardest thing I know Is to see your loved ones go Down goes the road Where the wildflowers grow There's a lake that's dark deep and cold There I shall lay my bones Down I go Gonna lay my bruised bones And the hardest thing they'll know Just let go Just let me go