Sparrow and wolf lay as still as the blades of the grass 
Like worn leather boots, of colour and size that would last 
Caught them a lark in a trap, and each held a wing 
Then they tore it apart, before that small bird could sing 
Confused by the wind, bruised by the size of the rain 
She turned back him, begged for love to remain 
But plans have been made, all of the furniture sold 
So store up your hate, use it for warmth when you're cold 
For I have seen no joy, only danger, 
I seen no joy, only strangers, 
I seen no joy, seen no joy in this world 
Should you, choose to go, please be careful of, 
Lonesome roads, men that travel them, 
Will not know, will not know of your ways 
Still I have, seen no joy, only dangers, 
I seen no joy, only strangers, 
I seen no joy, seen no joy in this world, 
You should choose to go, please be faithful of 
What you learned, from that little bird, 
Always dear, always dear to my heart