"St. Louis Elegy" lyrics

I look at the sky
I see an airplane as it flies
Is this the way they said Jesus came?
Gone through St. Louis
Gone straightaway
Now I hear the winter will cut you quick
If tears were liquor, I'd have drunk myself sick

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Woman are you home?
A house of cards, a frame of bones
Here I am, earthly bound
Said, "Hallelujah, I'm going down."
And the River Jordan is deep and wide
I think I see forever, oh, across on the other side

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

I look at the sky
I see a night bird as it flies
Over the old bent cherry trees
Shivering in a row
Down here, the winter will cut you quick
These tears are liquor, oh yeah, and I've drunk myself sick

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

And the dead of winter will cut you quick
These tears are liquor, and I've drunk myself sick