This house is dark and shuttered Luck has gone out the door No daytime will shine In this empty room no more Bad news is all the wind can carry I heard a sound one morning I bowed my head to weep I heard a man dig my love's grave The hole was dark, the hole was deep Bad news is all the wind can carry Some people say she wandered And that she had a price, likewise I'll cut their tongues and hang 'em high They'll rot away with all their lies Bad news is all the wind can carry I'll steal a boat and rig her On course I'll tie the wheel I'll lay down to the stars Until the bottom meets the keel Bad news is all the wind can carry