Barrel Horses & Window Crackers
Looking for the spirits after burying children
Being torn up inside by all my crying
Oh lucky spirits! Oh grief hard you beat me!
The days start with sun up and won't let me be
Boy like a horse - pushing over trees
Girl, a window, the world's beauty!
Oh lucky spirits! O grief hard you slap me!
I cry and cry the night lets me sleep
Life begets life and my arms ready
I worked it into a barrel with a lively shot of whisky
Oh lucky spirits! Oh grief hard you slap me!
Only a drunk could withstand the sadness of me
I'm bringing my horse boy back today
My arm tapped on the barrel to be his leg
Oh lucky spirits! Oh grief you slapped me
Stopping my arms with his work shirt not to bleed
Nailing my forelegs window girl back today
Her little eyes cracked my hammer hand shaked??
Oh lucky spirits! Oh grief hard you slapped me
Stopped my legs up with her dress not to bleed
I'm not torn up anymore of ???wise chagrined
Once again I can teach of guilt, the Bible and sin!
Oh lucky spirits! O grief hard you slapped me!
My children and I once more hymns we sing
Once I gave them love and even their lives
Always in God eternal, even if they died
Oh lucky spirits! Oh grief hard you hit me!
The grief lingers since her little eyes can't see