Asleep along side of me
Oh I would, I would if welcome I were
For they loathe me every one
You lonely travelers all
But I’ll swear a year to one who lies
Your bruised and beaten sons
The cold north wind will blow again
And can you never swear a year
The winding road does call
Or drink the light to be
The cold north wind will blow again
No, I will never cut the cloth
And will you never cut the cloth
And will you never return to see
To anyone but we
Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
Or drink the light to be
