Well Of Misery

[Verse 1] Along crags and sunless cracks I go Up rib of rock, down spine of stone I dare not slumber where the right winds whistle Lest her creeping-soul clutch this heart of thistle [Chorus] O the same God that abandoned her Has in turn abandoned me And softening the turf with with my tears I dug a Well of Misery [Chorus] And, in that Well of Misery Hangs a bucket fulla Sorrow Which swings slow an' achin' like a bell Its toll is dead and hollow Down that well lies the long-lost dress Of my lil floatin' girl That muffles a tear that you let fall All down that Well of Misery Put ya shoulder to the handle, if ya dare And hoist that bucket, hither Crank'n'hoist'n'hoist'n'crank Till ya muscles waste'n'wither [Chorus] O the same God that abandoned her Has in turn abandoned me Deep in the Desert of Despair I wait at the Well of Misery