Pile of Woe

<br>Come on baby stop your cryin`<br>You know you shouldn`t bother so<br>Didn`t your momma ever tell you<br>This world`s a pile of woe<br><br>What`s been born is busy dyin`<br>Our fortunes with the four winds blow<br>Don`t dread the night, don`t fear the morrow<br>Don`t let this bed of sorrow grow<br><br>You`re the green light in the deep wood and it`s drifting autmumn view<br>Please dont` take my comfort and go<br>Let`s break it down together, and turn it over slow<br>Ploughin` this pile of woe<br><br>Oh, flowers in the green fields<br>Purple yellow white and blue<br>Wicked, we`re forever thieving<br>And weeping willows crying too<br>You know some mother lost her daughter<br>Some brother lost his guiding light<br>Who hears the silent shadows wailing<br>In the hollow of the night<br><br>But if you hear a sweet song on a bright afternoon<br>And meet me at the head of a road<br>We`ll sing it shade to shade all up and down the tune<br>Ploughing this pile of woe<br>Pile of woe, this whole world`s a mess of trouble<br><br>But now I`m looking out for rain with every grain of hope I sow<br>Ploughing this pile of woe<br><br>they say that we two are too different<br>You`re a jew and I`m a thief<br>But a thief takes for the taking<br>And darling I want you to keep<br>They say we don`t have any money<br>But what we got`s what they don`t know<br>I`d better ease this rock of ages<br>And let sweet silver waters flow<br><br>If King Solomon can marry the pharoah`s daughter<br>Why can`t I be with you that I love so<br>Take my hand upon the sand and walk beside the waters<br>Washing this pile of woe<br><br>Pile of woe, this whole world`s a mess of trouble<br><br>But now I`m looking out for rain with every grain of hope I sow<br>Ploughing this pile of woe