Johnny Dear
Gillian Welch
Two whole years of a millworker's life
All worn out by noon
Johnny dear, don’t take a wife
I'll be coming home soon
First hard snow killed old Sal
Farm and family's all fine
Jenny-o, no time now
But I’ll write more next time
More hard times than I can endure
From a letter so cold and strange
Johnny mine, I'm not sure
I'm so scared you've changed
Stars above, no it's true
We can never be one
Johnny love, I'd die for you
Though our time is done
