David Thomas Broughton - Weight of My Love lyrics

Can't get a job, I can't tie down a living, I can't get by on the pittance they're giving, I can't afford a taxi from Otley to Leeds, But that's not the weight I carry with me. Can't get a job, I can't tie down a living, I can't get by on the pittance they're giving, I can't afford a pasty from the Gregg's bakery, That's not the weight (stone) I carry with me. I'll build it from matches, I'll build it from straw, I'd build it from bricks if only I could afford, I'll build you house for to live my love. A box of cedar, A box of pine, A hole in the ground would do just fine, I'll dig you a grave for to sleep my love.