Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds — Sad Waters

[Verse 1] Down the road I look and there runs Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries We go down to the river where the willows weep Take a naked root for a lovers seat That rose out of the bitten soil But sound to the ground by creeping ivy coils O Mary you have seduced my soul Forever a hostage of your child's world [Verse 2] And then I ran my tin-cup heart along The prison of her ribs And with a toss of her curls That little girl goes wading in Rollin her dress up past her knee Turning these waters into wine Then she platted all the willow vines [Verse 3] Mary in the shallows laughing Over where the carp dart Spooked by the new shadows that she cast Across these sad waters and across my heart