In the tall grass we held hands. Down by the river we made plans. Of what would and would not be. It was impossible to see. Their black boots shone in the sun. They were waiting on the Annandale train. when my baby come. Little girl with the long black hair. Do you know what lies 'neath the long coats that they wear. Once I swore you'd ride with me. (to some far and distant shore). Down where this river meets the sea. (I'll make you mine forevermore). Over these dark hills I'd walk along. (just to hold you in my arms). To lie with you on a bed of stone. River blood red with the years. You can flood this valley with a thousand tears. Wash away all that's been found. But you'll never wash away the sound. Of the stray bullet that shot my baby down. (stray bullet shot my baby down). Of the stray bullet that shot my baby down. (stray bullet shot my baby down). Of the stray bullet that shot my baby down. (stray bullet shot my baby down). Of the stray bullet that shot my baby down