I had a dream that God didn’t swap Isaac with a lamb When old Abraham came down with his hand The poor boys head rolled across the land. It was a gruesome scene You were swallowed by the sea The women wore black on their faces to hide wet cheeks. They cried, “Oooh.”
They dredged up your body. You’d been gone three days. Visitors stormed from far away Torn up to find old Dave had been nabbed by the Labrador waves Little Davey was especially changed He went from a boy to a man just as the wake was arranged. The casket was beautiful Oh, she was beautiful The flowers were beautiful It was beautiful… We cried, “Oooh.”
You sat up to stares, asked why we were there. I didn’t believe it I still don’t believe it, no. Mama nearly had a stroke, pointed her finger and spoke She said, “This old heart needs your love. My little Davey needs your love. You know this whole damn town needs your love. The Labrador sea, needs your love My, my (it all) needs your love. Right now…”