| Over my shoulder, my darlin' boulder |
| Yes, child you are a trouble all the same |
| Oh, your wonder, and now I’m learnin' |
| We’ll be turnin' into somethin' one day |
| Yes, now rise up like a fever |
| And give us brand new days |
| Give us every straw, before you’re already gone |
| Oh, darlin', I’ll be with her, once again |
| Many times, I’ve been down, many times I’ve been low |
| Many times pulled under by the wind, I don’t quite know why |
| Many times, I’ve strayed, in my walking away |
| Oh, I can’t shake, I need to come back home |
| Yes, now rise up like a fever (fever) |
| And give us brand new days |
| Give us every straw, before you’re already gone |
| And my darlin', I’ll be with her |
| Yes, my darlin', I’ll be with her |
| Oh, my darlin', I’ll be with her |
| Once again |
| Once again |
| Once again |