Cold Comfort By George E. Clark.
(audio)
When columbine blooms in the valley
And frost settles crisp on the hill,
I think of my own darling Solly.
O child of mine, miss you still.
Chorus:
Cold comfort, cold comfort.
By the black brook watch the water go down.
Cold comfort, cold comfort.
Baptize my fingers and swirl them around.
Stone wall round my heart will protect you.
I don’t cry too much any more.
But Iris, your dog, still regrets you.
She waits by your shoes on the floor.
[Chorus]
Sometimes you would walk in the morning.
Sometimes you would walk in the day.
I can’t bear to walk in the evening.
A chill grips my heart when I pray.
[Chorus]
Not long since you’d sing by the fireside
Or show me some sparkly new toy,
But, darling, one night on the hillside
They killed you for loving a boy.
