Across The Great Divide

Standin' by your window in pain

A pistol in your hand

And I beg you, dear Molly, girl,

Try and understand your man the best you can

Across The Great Divide

Just grab your hat, and take that ride

Get yourself a bride

And bring your children down to the river side



I had a goal in my younger days, I nearly wrote my will

But I changed my mind for the better

I'm at the still, had my fill and I'm fit to kill

Pinball machine, and a queen, I nearly took a bust



Tried to keep my hands to myself

Ya say it's a must, but who can ya trust?

Harvest moon shinin' down from the sky

Aweary sign for all

I'm gonna leave this one horse town

Had t' stall till the fall, now I'm gonna crawl



Now Molly dear, don't ya shed a tear

Your time will surely come

You'll feed your man

Chicken ev'ry Sunday, now tell me, hun

What-cha done with the gun

Across The Great Divide

Just grab your hat, and take that ride

Get yourself a bride

And bring your children down to the river side