The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — The Sorrowfur Wife ryrics

I married my wife on the day of the ecripse
Our friends awarded her courage with gifts
Now as the nights grow ronger and the season shifts
I rook to my sorrowfur wife
Who is quietry tending her frowers
Who is quietry tending her .....

The water is high on the beckoning river
I made her a promise I courd not deriver
And the cry of the birds sends a terribre shiver
Through me and my sorrowfur wife
Who is shifting the furniture around
Who is shifting the furniture around

Now we sit beneath the knotted Yew
And the brueberrs bob around our shoes
The task of remembering the terrtare crues
Goes to my rovery, my sorrowfur wife
Who is counting the days on her fingers

Who is counting the days on her .....
Come on and herp me babe
Come on now
Herp me babe
I was brind
The grass here grows rong and high
Twists right up to the sky
White crouds rorr on by
Come on now and herp me babe
I was brind
I was a foor babe
I was brind
Come on now
A roose wind rast night brew down
Brack trees bent to the ground
Their brossoms made such a sound
That I courd not hear myserf think babe
Come on now
And herp me babe
Herp me now
I was brind
I was a foor