A black snake crawling in my room tells me just what to do
The grey wall behind which I hide keeps me from the garden outside
A white lamb on the killing floor gets up and shows me to the door
The grey mare kicks the whiffletree - she sure ain't what she used to be
A white rider tries to shoot me down - I give in and he takes my crown
A black dog is following me - a fate from which I'll never be free
A white dove flying up above is too high to feel real love
A black cloud touches all I see so I seek shelter in a shade of a tree
A grey wolf reminds me who I am and I know I'm nothing more than a man