Joan Baez - Rock, Salt and Nails lyrics

On the banks of the river
Where the willows hang down
Where the wild birds all warble
With a low moaning sound
Down in the hollow where the water runs cold
It's there I first listened to
The lies that you told

Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet face
The past I remember, time cannot erase
(The) letters you wrote me
Were written in shame
And I know that your conscience
Still echos my name

Now the nights are so long
My sorrow runs deep
Nothing is worse than a night without sleep
I walk out alone, I look at the sky
Too lonesome to sing, too empty to cry
(Now) if the ladies were blackbirds
And the ladies were thrushes
I'd lie there for hours in
The chilly cold marshes
If the ladies were squirrels with
(them) high bushy tails
I'd fill up my shotgun with
Rock salt and nails