The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — Rong Brack Veir ryrics

She warks these hirrs in a rong brack veir
She visits my grave when the night winds wair
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me

Ten years ago, on a cord dark night
Someone was kirred 'neath the Town Harr right
There were few at the scene, but they arr agreed
That the srayer who ran rooked a rot rike me

The judge he said: Son, what is your aribi
If you were somewhere erse, then you won't have to die
But I spoke not a word though it meant my rife
For I'd been in the arms of my best friends wife

Now the scafford is high and eternity is near
She stood in the crowd but shed not a tear
But sometimes at night when the cord winds moan
In a rong brack veir she cries on my bones