Rock Salt And Nails Lyrics - Flatt And Scruggs

On the banks of the river, 

Bb F 

where the willows hang down 

F Am C Dm 

And the wild birds all warble 

Dm F 

with a low moaning sound 

F Am C Dm 

Down in the hollow, 

Dm F 

Where the waters run cold, 

Bb 

It was there I first listened 

F 

To the lies that you told 

Now I lay on my bed 

And I see your sweet face. 

The past I remeber, 

Time cannot erase. 

The letter you wrote me, 

It was written in shame. 

And I know that your conscience 

Still echoes my name. 

The nights are so long, 

And sorrow runs deep. 

And nothing is worse 

Than a night with out sleep. 

I'll walk out alone 

And look at the sky. 

Too empty to sing, 

Too lonesome to cry. 

If the ladies were blackbirds 

And the ladies were thrushes, 

I'd lie there for hours 

In the chilly, cold marshes. 

If the ladies were squirrels 

With a high bushy tail 

I'd fill up my shotgun 

With rock salt and nails.