My family on the right hand side And your family on the left We got married in a single bed We sang shaker hymns When your warhorse grandfather had sung The whole damn song of solomon We toasted health in the front room We whiled away the afternoon My flower struck down with sickness Your medicine man's got his face in a book Small bottles and the trees in green England Not one of them will do my love no good In the morning I'm light But in the evening I'm heavy now Try as I might I just can't keep it steady now My love