Take this gold body, annoint his heirs Take a dollar for the crossing From coins in his name Souls slight of coin, slight of name Then Ill meet you at the back gate And greet you just the same Tarry to my side and well walk over To where the frosts of the dead king Weigh heavy on the vine Long its been said that the worth of a man Be his woman and his lands how he tends
slight, coin, annoint, tarry, tends