by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown



I'm goin' to a wedding

I'm going to a wedding dressed in black



I'm going to a party

Going to party, won't be back

Cause I'm not going with you

No



Trees are no longer a comfort

Messages sad in the wires

My hair is hung down

With the blackest of rain that I'm feeling



I'm going to the river

I'm going to the river wash my tears



I'm going to the mountains

Going to the mountains cool myfears

That I'm not going with you

No



Skies are no longer a comfort

Leaves turning black in the autumn

The corn is hung down

With the heaviest rain I am feeling



I'm going to a fun'ral

I'm going to a fun'ral dressed in white



I'm going to a nightclub

I'm going to a nightclub sleep with night

And I'm not going with you

No



Love is no longer a comfort

Fantastic times are forgotten

My heart is hung down

With the saddest of rain that I'm feeling