And under the boughs unbowed All holding a snowy shroud She had no heart, so hardened
All under the boughs unbowed ♪ Each feather, it fell from skin 'Til threadbare and she grew thin How were my eyes so blinded? Each feather, it fell from skin And I will hang my head Hang my head low And I will hang my head Hang my head low ♪ A gray sky with bitter skin A rain cloud would rain on me All out behind horizon, ohh A gray sky of bitter skin And I will hang my head Hang my head low And I will hang my head Hang my head low And I will hang my head Hang my head low And I will hang my head Hang my head low And I will hang my head Hang my head low And I will hang my head Hang my head low And I will hang my head Hang my head low And I will hang my head Hang my head low
And under the boughs unbowed All holding a snowy shroud She had no heart, so hardened All under the boughs unbowed