Long Time Dead

When I came down to your riverside

And saw you standing there

Pocketful of moonbeams

You had henna in your hair

And I never felt so lonely

Got the feeling

I can't shed

It might seem like a premonition

But you're a long time dead

Gonna be a long time dead

Misery, the devil's in my head

The seasons had already turned

The wind began to howl

A change of fortune is what

I needAnd there was little doubt

That they had never heard my testimony

Not a single word

I saidWell, the judge, he whispered in my ears

Gonna be a long time dead

Gonna be a long time dead

Misery, the devil's in my head

Came down to your riverside

And I saw you standing there

Pocketful of moonbeams

You had henna in your hair

And I never felt so lonely

Got the feeling

I can't shed

It might seem like a premonition

But a long time dead

Gonna be, gonna be a long time dead

A long time dead