The World’s End
The clouds are high and the skies are wide
(It’s a weary way to the world’s end).
I hear the wind upon a hillside
(Over the hills, away).
Over the hills and over the sea
(It’s a weary way to the world’s end).
The woman alone is a-calling me
(Over the hills, away).
Beyond the rim of the rising moon
(It’s a weary way to the world’s end).
He’s back too late who starts too soon
(Over the hills, away).
He’s wise, and he laughs who loves to roam
(It’s a weary way to the world’s end);
He’s wise and he cries the when he comes home
(Over the hills, away).
Woman alone, and all alone
(It’s a weary way to the world’s end).
I’ll just be sitting at home, my own,
The world’s a weary way.