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

I've been walkin' in my sleep Countin' troubles 'stead of countin' sheep. Where the years went I can't say. I just turned around and they've gone away. I've been siftin' through the layers Of dusty books and faded papers That tell a story I used to k