Drawing water from the well Spilling over on the grass Walking home, my heart is filled with pain Woe is me Go your way, my love Go your way, my love As I wander through the trees Picking off the windy leaves Thinking where you may be sleeping now I wanna die Go your way, my love Go your way, my love As I sit mending your clothes That you will never ever wear Cooking daily for you, I do prepare But woe is me Go your way, my love Go your way, my love Go your way, my love Go your way, my love Is there war in some far land? And have you gone to lend your hand? And do you lie, broken and dying now? I wanna die Go your way, my love Go your way, my love Drawing water from the well Spilling over on the grass Walking home, my heart is filled with pain Woe is me Go your way, my love Go your way, my love Go your way, my love Go your way, my love