My Sister's Tiny Hands Paroles

the sunlight spread like honey
in my sister's tiny hands
but while picking sour apples
in the wild waving grasses
sister stumbled in the briar
and was bitten by a snake
every creature casts a shadow
under the sun's golden finger
but when the sun sinks past the waving grass
some shadows are dragged along
alone, I took to drinking
bottles of cheap whiskey
and staggering through the back woods
killing snakes with a sharpened stick
but still I heard her laughing
in those wild waving grasses
still her tiny hands went splashing
at the river's sparkling shore
so I took my rusty gas can
and an old iron shovel but when the sun sinks past
the waving grass
some shadows are dragged along