| Well, I married Isis on the fifth day of May |
| But I could not hold on to her very long |
| So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away |
| To the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong |
| I came to a high place of darkness and light |
| Dividing line ran through the center of town |
| I hitched up my pony to a post on the right |
| Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down |
| Well, a man in the corner approached me for a match |
| I knew right away he was not ordinary |
| He said, «Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?» |
| I said, «I got no money.» He said, «That ain’t necessary.» |
| We set out that night for the cold in the North |
| I gave him my blanket and he gave me his word |
| I said, «Where are we goin'?» He said we’d be back by the fourth |
| I said, «That's the best news that I ever heard.» |
| I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold |
| I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world’s biggest necklace |
| As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold |
| I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless |
| How she told me that one day we would meet up again |
| And things would be different the next time we wed |
| If I only could hang on and just be her friend |
| I still can’t remember all the best things she said |
| Well, I picked up his body and I dragged him inside |
| I threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover |
| I said a quick prayer and then I felt satisfied |
| I rushed back to find Isis just to tell her I love her |
| She was there in the meadow where the creek hits the rise |
| Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed |
| I came in from the east with the sun in my eyes |
| I cursed it one time then I rode on ahead |
| Well, I said, «Where ya been?» She said, «No place special.» |
| She said, «You look different.» I said, «Well, I guess.» |
| She said, «You been gone.» I said, «It's only natural.» |
| She said, «You gonna stay?» I said, «If you want me to, yes.» |
| Oh, Isis, oh, Isis, you a mystical child |
| What drives me to you is what drives me insane |
| I can remember in the way that you smiled |
| On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain |