Mourning Dove

Empty handed you enter
Empty handed you leave
On the long walk, temptation gleams
Like silver coins on money trees

Open hearted you enter
Open hearted you step
To be dazzled by fortune
The things we chase that can't be kept

One day I’m gonna’ lay my head
In the long cool shadow of the dogwood
Lay back and let the cotton clouds go by
White blossom of the mountain laurel
The wild flowers and the smoke bush
No weeping whеn the mourning dove arrives

On thе highway there’s suffering
On the highway there's loss
Many tolls on the road that turns
Great miles to cross

One day I’m gonna’ lay my head
In the long cool shadow of the dogwood
Lay back and let the cotton clouds go by
White blossom of the mountain laurel
The wild flowers and the smoke bush
No weeping when the mourning dove arrives
No weeping when the mourning dove arrives

One day I’m gonna’ lay my head
In the long cool shadow of the dogwood
Lay back and let the cotton clouds go by
White blossom of the mountain laurel
The wild flowers and the smoke bush
No weeping when the mourning dove arrives
No weeping when the mourning dove arrives
No weeping when the mourning dove arrives
No weeping when the mourning dove arrives