I`m going to a wedding
I`m going to a wedding dressed in black
I`m going to a party
Going to a party won`t be back
And I`m not going with you
No
Trees are no longer a comfort messages sad in the wires
My hair is hung down with the bleakest of rain that I`m feeling
I`m going to the river
I`m going to the river wash my tears
I`m going to the mountains
Going to the mountains cooly fears
That I`m not going with you
No
Skies are no longer a comfort leaves turning back in the autumn
The corn is hung down with the heaviest rain that I`m feeling
I`m going to a fun`ral
I`m going to a fun`ral dressed in white
I`m going to a nightclub
Going to a nightclub to sleep with night
And I`m not going with you
No