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The hardest rain was firing down all the night that our love ran

Man did it fall like nails to the ground

I saw your face beneath that old moon smiling bold as the dawn

How did it shine despite this crumbling world

I heard the timberwolves out there howling a lonely old song

That rag upon the leaves. Those notes I will never forget

The days begin to slide like mud from the cold winter slopes

The nights played to the black birds in my beard

And in the days played to the grey ones

Up in the canyons where we used to make love

Far from the city streets

Tear drops falling like blood from her eyes

She said things will never blow our way again

The wind blew slow through the aching pines

And rolled around her beautiful hair

And she said, «No, man, I’ll never be your wife

And I got a man who wants to kill you»

Went east from the ocean into pepperwood

Layed in the orchard with the rotting fruit

Drinking cans of beer all afternoon, sometimes late

Before the sun got too old, I saw a dust cloud rising up across a field

Into the forest with the cold moss and mold

From behind me I heard the pounding of earth

And I went on into that black hole

Ran all night like a small town dog until the muddy slew met the tide

And upon me I smelled the whisky and cold sweat

And he began to kill me dead

My legs were sinking in the silt and mud

My chest to the rising tide

With hi sboot on my shoulder and his pistol to my chest

He took my life

In a flash, I recall how the dawn used to come

Goodbye love, I may see you again

But probably not for a long while

All young men sleep easy

In the mud beneath the midnight rain

All love flows to the ocean

Without a trail or trace

All young men sleep easy

In the mud beneath the midnight rain

All love flows to the ocean

With a smile upon my still face

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