Heart's Ease - Josh Ritter

Gonna find me a black eared bay

Gonna meet me a black haired girl

Who smells of smoke and caraway

I’m on my way to find my own heart’s ease.

The high up-country is the place where I Have always longed to wander wild and free

Among the slender and the peace of mind

Grow mountainsides of my own heart’s ease.

I’ve been with beauties and I’ve been with some

That even speaking of them would be like

Using the moonlight to describe the sun

The fairest one is my own heart’s ease.

I’ve crossed the deserts and I crested swells

The unknown country and the far-flung isles

The shores of faraway and faretheewell.

There’s nowhere else like my own heart’s ease.

So, gather round me all you bright young blades

And this little lesson take by me Go seek adventure gold and fame but may

Each of you one day find your own heart’s ease.