She left a week to roamnYour protector's coming homenKeep your secrets with you, girlnSafe from the outside worldnnYou walk along the streamnYour head caught in a waking dreamnYour protector's coming home (coming home)nnAs you lay to die beside me, babynOn the morning that you camenWould you wait for me?nThe other one would wait for mennYou run with the devilnnTell your brother to be goodnTell your sister not to gonTell your mother not to waitnTell your father I was goodnnAs you lay to die beside me, babynOn the morning that you camenWould you wait for me?nThe other one would wait for me