| On that evening |
| No later than nine |
| You called out for me And heard no reply |
| You found me under the willow tree |
| Cut me down and tried to catch me But I fell into the river deep |
| Ain’t nothing more to do But just let things be I know you want to scatter my ashes |
| I know you want to scatter them far and wide |
| Don’t scatter my ashes |
| I want to walk by the seaside |
| My lonely body washed ashore |
| Red ring around my leg shows I can’t take it no more |
| Don’t ask no one my soul to keep |
| Ain’t nothing more to do but just let things be I know you want to scatter my ashes |
| I know you want to scatter them far and wide |
| Don’t scatter my ashes |
| I want to walk by the seaside |
| And you might cover me with |
| Sand and empty rocks |
| That might mean if you must |
| She won’t wake up words |
| That come to rest, for you are still breathing |
| You… |
| You might get second thoughts |
| And want to throw me to the sky |
| That’s okay, people you’re wrong |
| 'Cause you know that what’s left of me Is already gone |
| Is already gone |
| Its already gone… |
| I know you want to scatter my ashes |
| I know you want to scatter them far and wite |
| Don’t scatter my ashes |
| I want to walk by the seaside |
| Ooooooooo… |