I’ll Dress You in Mourning

Day after day and night after night
You work like a slave
You hardly sleep you're fighting to keep
The promise you gave

Watching from high above you
They would be so proud of you
For the sacrifice you had to make
But how much more can your heart take?

I'll dress you in mourning
Or I'll dress you in white
Tonight at the sunset
They'll have to drag me from the ring
On shoulders high or leave me dying

I'll dress you in mourning
Or white satin and pearls
You'll be a lady
And people who once passed you by
Will fight in vain to entertain you

I'd give my life to buy you a house
With curtains of lace
Rings for your fingers, perfumes and cream
To soften your face

You should be bathed in sunlight
Pray that I win this one fight
Then you'll have the finest clothes to wear
You'll face the world with pride I swear

I'll dress you in mourning
Or I'll dress you in white
When my fight is over
Being dressed in joy or sorrow
No more will you beg or follow

I'll dress you in mourning
Or I'll triumph tonight
This town we were born in
Will long remember how one night
A kid who couldn't read or write
Refused to win or lose without a fight