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Lady of the night don’t come my way
For where I lay is a sinister place
I have no bread and I drank her wine
Down by the fallen mulberry tree

Oh do you remember when we were young
And the old man died in his wife’s arms
I looked in her eyes and I felt her pain
Down by the fallen mulberry tree

And seven years later I returned home
With a silver dollar in my back pocket
You looked much older and I’d forgotten your name
But nothing had changed by the mulberry tree

Now when the winter sets and the snow starts to fall
I know you’ll be coming with your sticks and your stones
And in the twisted branches on a cold black night
A bird dies slowly in the mulberry tree

On a quiet evening beside this fire
I can see her shadow outside my door
I speak her name, oh I yell it loud
But everything is quiet by the mulberry tree
Down by the fallen mulberry tree

Oh lady of the night
Don’t come my way
Lady of the night
Don’t come my way