It will be just like the color
We did roam
In her arms like an infant odyssey
Hush beneath the dreams
Don’t you cry
She was held to the blade
She laid down upon the cold winter’s floor
'Cause I do believe
Don’t you cry
You can hush my little darlin’
You can hush my little darlin’
When she saw the snow turn to red
Let me be the Lord
When the purple sings
Laid down my sweet Mary dear
'Cause I do believe
And I remember what she said
It will be just like the color
Alone, alone, alone
Where my sweet Mary held her grave
We did roam
When I will know for sure
She said, Lord, let me be the Lord
When the purple sings
Somewhere you say
Hush beneath the dreams
