Mountain Laurel

Well, who was I before the fiddle cried?

Before I shook the rattle of death

Beneath a cast iron skillet sky

I was cold, and I couldn't catch my breath

Mountain laurel, may I use your forest floor?

I no longer feel I'm at my best

Mountain laurel, there's no use keeping score

I'm defeated

I need some rest

Well, who was I before the violets died?

Before the geese formed a V above

Was I shut off without a heart that's soft

Those who need it most are hard to love

Mountain laurel, may I use your forest floor?

I no longer feel I'm at my best

Mountain laurel, there's no use keeping score

I'm defeated, and I need some rest

I'm defeated, and I need some rest