The Widower - Horse Feathers

I’ll mind my mouth, in a brand new town

In the time of the year when the things you hear

Won’t lay down or disappear

Damn the winter, it’s following me

I’m waiting for softer times and greener leaves

Stay awhile with me

Warm a body that aches here in these sheets alone

Stay awhile with me

Warm a body that aches here in these sheets alone

Damn the winter, it’s following me

I’m waiting for softer times and greener leaves

I will not find another of your kind, I hold this true

I will not be a husband that’s set free, I said I do

Stay awhile with me

Warm a body that aches here in these sheets alone

Hold a hand with no ring

It’s naked and cold, in a state too shocked to be old