Loom of the Land Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

[Verse 1]
It was the dirty end of winter along the loom of the land
When I walked with sweet Sally, hand upon hand
And the wind, it bit bitter for a boy of no means
With no shoes on his feet and a knife in his jeans
Along the loom of the land, the mission bells pealed
From the tower at Saint Mary's down to Reprobate Fields
And I saw that the world was all blessed and bright
And Sally breathed softly in the majestic night

[Chorus]
Oh baby, please don't cry
And try to keep
Your little head upon my shoulder
Now go to sleep

[Verse 3]
Well, the elms and the poplars were all turning their backs
Past the rumbling station, we followed the tracks
We found an untrodden path and followed it down
The moon in the sky like a dislodged crown
And my hands, they burned in the folds of her coat
Breathing milky white air from deep in her throat

[Chorus]
Oh baby please don't cry
And try to keep
Your little head upon my shoulder
Now go to sleep