Lyrics The Decemberists – The Crane Wife 3
Text:
And under the boughs unbowed
All clothed in a snowy shroud
She had no heart so hardened
All under the boughs unbowed
Each feather it fell from skin
Till threadbare while she grew thin
How were my eyes so blinded?
Each feather it fell from skin
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
A gray sky, a bitter sting
A rain cloud, a crane on wing
All out beyond horizon
A gray sky, a bitter sting
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
Album
The Decemberists – The Decemberists - The Crane Wife
The Decemberists – The Crane Wife 1 & 2
The Decemberists – The Island: Come & See / The Landlord’s Daughter / You’ll Not Feel The Drowning
The Decemberists – Hurdles Even Here
The Decemberists – The Perfect Crime #1
The Decemberists – Culling Of The Fold
The Decemberists – After The Bombs
The Decemberists – Sons And Daughters
The Decemberists – The Crane Wife 1
The Decemberists – Summersong
The Decemberists – Shankhill Butchers
The Decemberists – When The War Came
The Decemberists – The Perfect Crime #2
The Decemberists – O Valencia!
The Decemberists – Yankee Bayonet (I Will Be Home Then)
The Decemberists – The Island: Come
The Decemberists – The Crane Wife 3