My love is my rock in the long low weary land
 My love is my rock in the long low weary land
 Yes my love is my rock in the long low weary land

 None of this moves me
 I should be weeping but it only hurts when I yawn
 I let it blow through me and it's gone
 I'm dressed like a scarecrow
 stripped of all my power as if some judge in judgement said
 "Off with his greatcoat and his head !"

 My love is my rock in the long low weary land
 My love is my rock in the long low weary land
 My love is my rock in the long low weary land

 Meaningless movies
 on the screen behind the band that's blowing, throwing shapes
 Half of the music is on tape
 My mentor and champion
 is busy tilting at the windmills of his stately home
 The demon he's grappling is his own

 My love is my rock in the long low weary land
 My love is my rock in the long low weary land
 My love is my rock in the long low weary land
 My love is my rock in the long low weary land

 His letter lies open
 His accusations flow like poison from his every word
 My heart would be broken but for Her
 The [bad word] end of winter
 I'm in shock, I'm on the ropes, I don't know what's [bad word] 
 She plucks the splinter from my thumb

 My love is my rock in the long low weary land
 My love is my rock in the long low weary land
 My love is my rock in the long low weary land
 Yes my love is my rock in the long low weary land
 In the weary land...