This cruel country has driven me downnTeased me and lied, teased me and liednI've only sad stories to tell to this townnMy dreams have withered and diednnOnce I was bending the tops of the treesnKind words in my ear, kind faces to seennThen I struck up with a boy from the westnPlayed run and hide, played run and hidenCount one to ten and he's gone with the restnMy dreams have withered and diednnSilver moon sail up and silver moon shinenOn the waters so wide, waters so widenSteal from the bed of some good friend of minenMy dreams are withered and diednnIf I was a butterfly, live for a daynI could be free, just blowing awaynnThis cruel country has driven me downnTeased me and lied, teased me and liednI've only sad stories to tell to this townnMy dreams have withered and died