Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds — Well of Misery

[Verse 1] Along crags and sunless cracks I go Up rib of rock, down spine of stone I dare not slumber where the night winds whistle Lest her creeping-soul clutch this heart of thistle [Chorus] O the same God that abandon'd her Has in turn abandon'd me And softenin' the turf with my tears I dug a Well of Misery [Verse 2] And, in that Well of Misery Hangs a bucket fulla Sorrow Which swings slow an' achin' like a bell Its toll is dead and hollow [Verse 3] Down that well lies the long-lost dress Of my lil floatin' girl That muffles a tear that you let fall All down that Well of Misery [Verse 4] Put ya shoulder to the handle, if ya dare And hoist that bucket, hither Crank'n'hoist'n'hoist'n'crank Till ya muscles waste'n'wither [Chorus] O the same God that abandon'd her Has in turn abandon'd me Deep in the Desert of Despair I wait at the Well of Misery