Rodney Crowell - In Times of Cold lyrics

The dying saints held their
Faith with blood-stained prayers
The wicked gods gave
The poets regret and despair
Now some ruffians and grifters might fall
In love with no hesitation
Whether with harlots or with virgins
There's no guarantee of salvation

When I plead my case before
The court of heaven
Before I likely take my place in hell
The regrets, I'll own forever
'Cause I'll not see my love again
And in times of cold, she'll be alone as well

Our scrapes were not lethal and
My crimes just purloined schemes
She prayed for my atonement some
Souls can't be redeemed
A rose leaves it's fragrance when
Tread on by a heel
So when I've come to where
All the light is gone
Her essence will be with me still

When I plead my case before
The court of heaven
Before I likely take my place in hell
The regrets, I'll own forever
'Cause I'll not see my love again
And in times of cold, she'll be alone as well
Yes, in times of cold
She'll be alone as well