Long Time Dead

When I came down to your riverside And saw you standing there Pocketful of moonbeams You had henna in your hair And I never felt so lonely Got the feeling I can't shed It might seem like a premonition But you're a long time dead Gonna be a long time dead Misery, the devil's in my head The seasons had already turned The wind began to howl A change of fortune is what I need And there was little doubt That they had never heard my testimony Not a single word I said Well, the judge, he whispered in my ears Gonna be a long time dead Gonna be a long time dead Misery, the devil's in my head Came down to your riverside And I saw you standing there Pocketful of moonbeams You had henna in your hair And I never felt so lonely Got the feeling I can't shed It might seem like a premonition But a long time dead Gonna be, gonna be a long time dead A long time dead