Leave open your window at first light I'll call on the mist and the soft morning rain
Come down from the hills and lay by your side to ease your tempest and pain
Seven sins of war I've seen seven men I've killed
I've come back to try and find my soul in these verdant hills
When I left she was a young girl far too soon to pledge
But now a ripe wild flower calling from the meadow's edge
My roots run deep in the rock my word is evermore
In these arms you will find no harm tis you that I adore
So etch our names on the threshold stone and rise from a knee
I will be your wife we will make a life among the sugar trees
I will be your wife we will make a life among the sugar trees
But in sixty-nine the heavens cried rains fall the rivers rise
We tried to find the other side but the bridges washed away
Cast down into the valley all we could do was hope and pray
Keep your head above the waters please Cora Leigh
Can you hold onto our daughter can you make it back to me
Is the red on the river blood or fallen autumn leaves
Or a scarlet letter from above for what I've done and what I've seen
Keep your head above the waters please Cora Leigh
Can you hold onto our daughter can you make it back
Can you make it home to me
Leave open your window at first light I'll call on the mist and the soft morning rain
Come down from the hills and lay by your side to ease your tempest and pain
My scent you will smell on spruce and on pine my shadow on night mirrors see
My kiss you will taste each time you return to tap the sweet sugar trees