I heard a whisper on a rainy day Come child and hear what I have to say I am the cause, I am the autumn moon I bring the change that hangs around till June Don't follow me, on my way down Old winding roads, full of thorns on the ground Listen to the song that the spring piper plays Just around the bend we will find the way Mockingbird high in a willow tree Black dog standing right next to me Summer breeze sings out and calls my name But It's too early for the season's change Don't follow me, on my way down Old winding roads, full of thorns on the ground Listen to the song that the spring piper plays Just around the bend we will find the way My brother lays in an open grave Just past the brook on an winter's day Look at the trees how they bend and sway Right past the moon is the light of day Don't follow me, on my way down Old winding roads, full of thorns on the ground Listen to the song that the sweet piper plays Just around the bend we will find the way