Well I spoke to the mountain
I listened to the sea
Both told me that fountain
Was the best that you can be
My daddy's hand it growed
Slow to the lickin'
Sonny boy
Grow to whip him
If you see my dad
Tell him my brothers
All gone mad
They're beating on each other
I walked around
Even tried to call
Got that funny feeling
He's not there
At all...