sparrow and wolf lay as still as the blades of the grass like worn leather boots, of colour and size that would last caught them a lark in a trap, and each held a wing then they tore it apart, before that small bird could sing confused by the wind, bruised by the size of the rain she turned in to him, begged for the light to remain but plans have been made, all the furniture sold so store up your hate, use it for warmth when you're cold for I have seen no joy, only danger, I see no joy, only strangers, I see no joy, see no joy in this world should you, choose to go, please be careful of, lonesome roads, men who travel them, will not know, will not know of your ways oh-oo-oh oh-oo-oh oh-oo-oh oh-oo-oh still I have, seen no joy, only dangers, I see no joy, only strangers, I see no joy, see no joy in this world, you should choose to go, please remember what you have learned, from the little bird, always dear, always dear to my heart