And the dirt of the churchyard steps
It's just that there's so much to do
She's fighting for her small life
And I'm tired of sleeping
It's just that there's so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking
Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking
His eyes are wide and his mouth is thin
Her bones are twisting and dancing
To show us his clean quilted heart
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mom, the kids are playing in pennies
Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking
I just can't hear what he's saying
Oh Mom, that man he ripped out his lining
They're up to their knees in money
He tore out a piece of his body
Oh Mom, the old man is telling me something
It's just that there's so much to do
It's just that there's so much to do
It's just that there's so much to do
Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking
Oh Mom, the bird on the string is hanging
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking
And I'm tired of sleeping
It's just that there's so much to do
It's just that there's so much to do
And I'm tired of sleeping
Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking
Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking
