Warren Haynes
Warren Haynes
Warren Haynes
Warren Haynes
Warren Haynes
Warren Haynes
Warren Haynes & Railroad Earth
Warren Haynes
Warren Haynes
Warren Haynes
Warren Haynes
Warren Haynes
Warren Haynes
The sun did rise, yesterday, on that frozen hill
As the crow flies, about twenty miles from Brownsville
As I lay asleep
Comfortably caught in my dream
Visions of you
Wading in a mountain stream
And there's a story
No one knows if it's true
About a maiden
Just as pretty as you
It's a tale of a soldier who
Left that maiden blue
As I walk alone
This path that I chose long ago
Try as I may
I can't keep my demons below
And every tear that I've caused
Comes back twelve fold
And my destiny is to walk through
The rain and the cold
And there's a story
No one knows if it's true
About a maiden
Just as pretty as you
It's a tale of a soldier who
Left that maiden blue
The sun did set, last night
On Brownsville town
And the darkness that fell
We hope never again shall be found
And I lay awake
Hearing echoes
Of a young maiden's song
And sleep never came
Just the thoughts of the one I did wrong
The one I did wrong