Would you lay-ay wi-ith me in a fie-ield o-of sto-one If my needs were strong, would you lay-ay wi-ith me Should my lips grow-ow dry, would you wet them dear In the midnight hour, if my lips were-ere dry
Would you go a-away to another-er land Walk a thousand miles through the burni-in' sand Wipe the blood a-away from my dyin' ha-and If I give my-yself to-oo you
Will you bathe wi-ith me in the strea-eam o-of life When the moon is full, will you ba-athe wi-ith me Will you still lo-ove me, when I'm down and out In my time of trial will you sta-and by-y me
Would you go a-away to anothe-er land Walk a thousand miles through the burni-in' sand Wipe the blood a-away from my dyin' ha-and If I give my-yself to you
Would you lay wi-ith me in a field of sto-one (Would you lay with me in a field of stone) Should my lips grow dry, would you wet them dear-ear (Shold my lips grow dry, would you wet them dear) Will you bathe wi-ith me in the strea-eam of life (Will you bathe wi-ith me in the strea-eam of life) Will you still lo-ove me, when I'm down and out [fade]