There's bullets in the bower Where you and I entwine Like willow and the flower We soon will leave behind And shots'll ring like silver Shots'll ring like gold Bells chiming that he killed her Her body's growing cold There ain't a kiss that'll wake her now Gotta leave it to the bower To lay this body down Thorns and salt and blood upon her gown Gotta leave it to the bower to lay this body down Bullets in the bower Where you and I entwine Like willow and the flower We soon will leave behind Ain't a kiss that'll wake her now Gotta leave it to the bower to lay this body down Thorns and salt and blood upon her gown Gotta leave it to the bower to lay this body down Lay it down