Way down in the winter
That’s where my love was born
Just like a blackbird singing
Through the night of storm
To hear that wind blowing
Sure makes a lonesome sound
But turn down the light
Move it in tight
And baby, we’re far from here
And now the phone stopped ringing
And all the dough got spent
I never did discover
What all those fine words meant
And girl all that money
It only weighed us down
Turn down the light
Move it in tight
Baby, we’re far from here
Far from here
So far from here
So far from here
There’s some old barbed wire cutting
Right through that sycamore tree
And there’s a dark cord pulling
Between my love and thee
The place where I’m headed
Well, it ain’t no man’s ground
Turn down the light
Move it in tight
And baby, oh baby
We’re far from here
We’re far from here
So far from here
I’m far from
So far from
I’m far from
So far from here