Tonight We Ride - Favez, Anna Aaron

Mary Ruth is mine.

Lovely as I love her.

She would never hide

herself with another.

And I lost myself in the drying winter cold.

Dont know a thing about life but I am in love with your soul.

Mary Ruth my light,

kicking as I stole her.

There behind the shed

I made her body older.

There had been a storm

rolling from the mountain.

Now that her back was worn

everything came down.

She said I lost myself in the drying winter cold.

Dont know a thing about life but Im in love with your soul.

Oh my darling wait

wait for me to throw out

all my sails or brakes

till the summer she said.