Standin' by your window in pain A pistol in your hand And I beg you, dear Molly, girl Try and understand your man the best you can Across The Great Divide Just grab your hat, and take that ride Get yourself a bride And bring your children down to the river side I had a goal in my younger days, I nearly wrote my will But I changed my mind for the better I'm at the still, had my fill and I'm fit to kill Pinball machine, and a queen, I nearly took a bust Tried to keep my hands to myself Ya say it's a must, but who can ya trust? Harvest moon shinin' down from the sky Aweary sign for all I'm gonna leave this one horse town Had t' stall till the fall, now I'm gonna crawl Now Molly dear, don't ya shed a tear Your time will surely come You'll feed your man Chicken ev'ry Sunday, now tell me, hun What-cha done with the gun Across The Great Divide Just grab your hat, and take that ride Get yourself a bride And bring your children down to the river side