Country Grave-Yard - Cherry Five

Country Grave-Yard - Cherry Five
A wayfarer is going along the path
Looking at the flames above the cross
He is coming back from his country work
The fear is taking hold of his throat of his throat
He cannot see how the angel mock
His foolish fear and his naked eyes
A loathsome smell is rising to his nose
The fear is taking hold of his throat of his throat
Terror changes into fear of death
When he sees a grave and a child begin to talk
I need you know just a breath of life
You don't see a ghost
Courage i identify you've lost in life
You're looking for can't find
Listen hold me do not run away
Listen hold me do not run away
Wait death wait death it's there
Wait death wait death
Listen hold me do not run away
Listen hold me do not run away
Wait death wait death it's there
Wait death wait death
The beach is lashed by a chiller wind
The drop of rain swallowed up by grass
He is at ease in the graveyard
He met the friend of life courage of life courage
Terror changes into fear of death
When he sees a grave and a child begin to talk
I need you know just a breath of life
You don't see a ghost
Courage i identify you've lost in life
You're looking for can't find