Hopeless Tender

Here in the old country she

Grew up just as they said

Trying to make up for what was missing

As the land faded to red

Here in the old country hair falls

Coarsely round their necks

Having your wit about you

Can hurt more than it protects

So let the sugar cane ashes

Fall to your feet

Let it pile up around you

Til your in it waist deep

And when it all changes

And the harvest is large

Let it pile up to your shoulders

That dealt all them scars

With every fiber of his muscle

He bare down on her back

The cane would rip the air of its breath

And turned the sun black

She fall down to her knees

With out so much a whisper

Please save the child

Who knows not what she dreams

Red moon turns a red horizon

Words burning to leave the tongue

Here in the old country moon

It turns a blood red

A warning to all those

Who dare to forget

But burning of cane fires

Gives us the winters keep

And a barricade of burning tires

For those who dared to sleep

So let the sugar cane ashes

Fall to your feet

Let them pile up around you

Til your in it waist deep

And when it all changes

And the harvest is large

Let it pile up to your shoulders

That dealt all them scars

Red moon turns a red horizon

Words burnin' to leave the tongue

Red moon turns a red horizon

Words burnin' to leave the tongue