Farmer Boys Murder Me
Too blind to see What's going on with me Too dumb to cry Too dead to die Nervously I'm standing there Too numb to breath the air Something's wrong, certainly That I'm aware of: they'll murder me I hear a crow is cawing over my head Some men are talking about my death Smell of rotten flesh fills up the air My brothers are killed and hanging there Too blind to see what's going on with me Something's wrong, certainly Too dumb to cry, too dead to die They're killing me Oh my mother can you see, Oh father set me free I'm missing the times when the pastures were mine I grazed with my herd in a wonderful time Hey, white dressed men with blood on your hands First see what I see and then murder me A rumbling sound, a sudden jerk A murky track, a lowing hurt I see the end, my years decline I see the end of the line The deadly trap: A single snap A bolt was shot into my neck It's allright, certainly The good go sets me free Oh my mother can you see, Oh father set me free I'm missing the times when the pastures were mine I grazed with my herd in a wonderful time Hey, white dressed men with blood on your hands First see what I see and then murder me
