I'm goin' to a wedding. I'm going to a wedding dressed in black. I'm going to a party. Going to party won't be back. Cause I'm not going with you. No. Trees are no longer a comfort. Messages sad in the wires. My hair is hung down. With the blackest of rain that I'm feeling. I'm going to the river. I'm going to the river wash my tears. I'm going to the mountains. Going to the mountains cool myfears. That I'm not going with you. No. Skies are no longer a comfort. Leaves turning black in the autumn. The corn is hung down. With the heaviest rain I am feeling. I'm going to a fun'ral. I'm going to a fun'ral dressed in white. I'm going to a nightclub. I'm going to a nightclub sleep with night. And I'm not going with you. No. Love is no longer a comfort. Fantastic times are forgotten. My heart is hung down. With the sadest of rain that I'm feeling