Caroline Jones Letra

To ease the pain I'm bound to roam.

Caroline Jones, please do not go,
Leaving me grey beneath blankets of snow.
And you may find me on that old road,
Reminiscing, bound to roam.

For all that I do not know
Draw the curtains, call it to close.
And lonely I will be, sorrow will surely find me, always.

Caroline Jones, please do not go,
To leave me as I was a few short months ago.
Tired and weary, and I've got a rambler's bones,
And like a rambler I'm so far from my home.

Caroline Jones, be kind if you go.
Together you say, I must hold.
The king's in his crown all high upon his throne,
And I'm the jester, bound to roam.

For all that I do not know
Draw the curtains and call it to close.
For all that I do not know
Well I know I miss you, Caroline Jones.
And lonely I will be, sorrow will surely find me, always.
Caroline, please do not go away.