Daddy

The earth here so flat 
In its dust you shall lay 
As the train passes, 
The children do say 
.
"There's a play pit there 
Daddy does now sleep 
In his Sunday fine wear 
Taken without a peep"
 .
Daddy now quiet 
We shall stomp on his grave 
As to lessen the riot 
From the life of a slave
.
Stomp on his head 
Jump on his leg 
For daddy is dead 
Dead dead, dead dead 
.
As for cows on the land 
That curdle their grief 
In the dust and the sand
From the pit underneath 
.
"Daddy, daddy, where are you now 
In the mud over there 
Of the pig and it's sow 
Daddy, daddy, come out - must play 
I am hiding here behind the 
Gaspipe today"

As it is here on this earth 
Below the sky that you lay 
Do not, no not 
In the earth's dust pray 
For the God that has taken 
Dear Daddy away