Sing a Worried Song

Sing a worried song
For it won't be long
That we'll be dead and gone
And be passing on
To the by-and-by

Set me right beside
All my sad ancestors
Looking like a fright
In Daguerrotypes
Or in a rotogravure

CHORUS

See how the trees they grow
Pushing up the dead beneath your feet
You may chew your kudzu down
But it's you more likely it will eat

Oh, forever in a bind
In that time between the slice of the knife
And when the pain arrives
That's just life, it's fiiiine

The worried brow of mother earth
Is the endless furrows plowed in the dirt...
Every body in the loam
Laid out head to toe
In her garden
Hum to ME with velvet thoughts
In the end you find it sadly all for nought
Gloom is all you've got...
OK, now I'll stop

See how the trees they grow
Pushing up the dead beneath your feet
You may chew your kudzu down
But it's you more likely it will eat
Oh sing...
A worried, song

Sing a worried song
For it won't be long
That we'll be dead and gone
And be passing on
To the other side
Fading in the light
Sing a worried song