Hit the asphalt hard, gone burning downnSpit and broken teeth, blood on the groundnRaw are the hours, blackened out is the sunnMy lover is gone, my lover is gonennLive in the lowground, lay in the low groundnMake your way through the lowground, lonesomenLive in the lowground, lay in the lowgroundnMake your way through the lowground, lonesomennStill black sorrow and bitter fermentednThe puddle of the poet's tears, forgot the more they meant itnThe cry of a whip, the crack of a gunnI'll never love another one, never love another onennLive in the lowground, lay in the low groundnMake your way through the lowground, lonesomenLive in the lowground, lay in the lowgroundnMake your way through the lowground, lonesomennThere's a place I know, I've been there beforenWhere the river cuts deep through the canyonnIn the wilderness I will clear my soulnUp to the silence, to the thunder that rollsnnAnd the rain, it will drench me and cut to my bonesnAnd I'll leave clean and I'll leave wholenAnd I'll set out again to find my homennGlass furnace hard, and a stupor of lossnSquall of surrender and paying the costnFor a blindness for blindness, too late now I seenLove, I come back to me, I come back to mennLive in the lowground, lay in the low groundnMake your way through the lowground, lonesomenLive in the lowground, lay in the lowgroundnMake your way through the lowground, lonesomennLonesome...