He came riding in his carriage
Horses stepping high
I'd never seen such horses in my life
He took me out a-riding
Said he'd take me for his wife
And we stopped in the heat of the day
By the side of the road
By the side of the road
All things are hidden
By the side of the road
Who knows what lies
Where the briars and brambles grow
Where the dark swamp waters flow
Only God knows what goes on
By the side of the road
I was standing at my window
As he slowly rode away
I'd sent him off to town to buy a plow
And I watched a tall dark woman
I can see her even now
Slip off through the fields
To the side of the road
But the finest horse can stumble
When a gun goes off nearby
And tumble with its rider to the ground
I stood there at my window
'Til we knew that he'd been found
Lying in the dust
By the side of the road
© 1993 Joe Hill Music (ASCAP)








