Seven winter's past and gone
I once was young and I once was strong
Shall I be
I'll be
I'll be
Six fine times I've felt my knees
Buckle to your sweet release
Shall I be
I'll be
I'll be
Five times tried to conjure you
A letter or a note or clue
Shall I be
I'll be
I'll be
And I'm going to tell everybody
I'm know that I'm glad to see you
And I'm going to tell everybody
I'm know that I'm glad to see you
Even though you're comin' home
In a box of cedar
For four years you courted I
Your raven hair, your brittle bride
Shall I be
I'll be
I'll be