As the water recedes
And the shore shows it's face
Sing me down, sing me down
As the Mother gives birth
And the child takes her place
Sing me down
Sing me sweetly
Sing me down

And the rain was alkaline
And it stung in his eyes
Sing me down, sing me down
And he couldn't call it water
Till the well ran dry
Sing me down
Sing me sweetly
Sing me down

And all that is left
When the child comes of age
Is a sigh and a kiss
And the trial and the rage
And the twist and the turn
Of the pen on the page
Comes too late
Oh so sweetly sing me down

Whoever has a voice
When I'm laid in the ground
Make a sweet singing sound
Sing me down

And he ran his machinery
Till the air went thin
And he didn't look to heaven
Till the clouds rolled in

And his iron and steel
Made for weapons of war
And the thresher and the plow
Melted down to make more

When the war makers perish
And come back as kings
Benevolent and loving
With voices that sing
And the people don't see it
As such a strange thing
Anymore
Oh so sweetly sing me down

Whoever has a voice
When I'm laid in the ground
Make a sweet singing sound
Sing me down

Now the sun dips back
Behind a permanent cloud
Ashamed of his employment
To warm such a crowd