All of your letters in me
   my feet are swollen
   from the trouble here
   the trouble lately
  
   we'll make it by the boatshed
   we'll make it by the stream
   and i hang my name
   just for the record
   all over me
  
   but it's all been arranged
   but it's all been arranged
   pretty head down on my pillow
   and i won't be this happy again
  
   all of my sickness in you
   i heard you stumbled
   by the stranger here
   the stranger lately
   i met him at the main house
   i met him on the street
   and he hurled my name
   with many fingers
   all aimed at me
  
   but it's all been arranged
   but it's all been arranged
   pretty head down on my pillow
   and i won't be this happy again