Now that the night is rolling in
Over the long day of youth
It is finally clear now
The sun blocked out the truth
And I cry, cry, saying why
This shovel I’m holding was my parting gift
So I could dig out a space
Under this mound I keep time with the hammer
Driving your last word in place
And I cry, cry, saying why
Roll over, roll over
Over me, down in the dark
I can see the traitor spark
You should have stolen all my property
You should have broken my arm
You should have cut my heart out
It isn’t keeping me warm
So I cry, cry, saying why
Cry, cry, saying why