One that tells you, outsow and outflow
Oh outstalk and outhunt and outthink
And outclimb, and outspread
Or skip and curse and whip your man
Some ballad truths up cured out for the feed of man
To help in the feeding and the seed of man
Outthink the fruits, outgrow these animal kind
Outplant and outgrow, outdo, and outrun
And shapes of man, if you miss and go down
It's on God's good word that you bleed your man
On God's plan print that you dead a man
Outfruit them all for the feed of man
Your dust will turn up on that long hot job, once more again
And half way laugh and cry 'bout the meat of man
Up a, a new kind of God of some kind"
Folks try to tell me that it's on God's orders that you bleed your man
And I do what I can to bale string and tie
Every other tree and bush and brushy fruits and flower petals
For God's own sweet sake, outthink, outthink
I say, "I'll help you squeeze and fix yourself
One that tells you, fertilize and multiply
Then I come along on the feet of man
