Oh, Girl, I'm gonna call you now

And hope you hear somehow

Across the valley low

Above the muted snow



And, girl, I hope your feet ain't froze

That you don't fear the way the river flows

And that your eyes are fixed above the glare

That the sun and snow can fashion there

That you have heard the sirens call

But, baby, you don't want to fall



Girl, I'm gonna say a prayer

That you will not stay there

Down in the valley low

Aamidst the heavy snow



Cause, girl, I really want you here

To linger close and then draw near

And to gaze with me above the glare

At the distant golden thoroughfare

And to touch his side and its scar

To feel the heat of holy morning star



I don't believe we'll make it there unharmed

But since there's to be a fight, babe, you know we both been armed

With love



Girl, I'm gonna call you now

And hope you hear somehow