[Verse 1] From the wagon I saw the hat boy riding by Now their daughter's paralyzed, she's paralyzed From the window she saw the handprints of a child But the children both are dying, both are dying [Chorus x2] The moldy bread sat on the table till it turned to dust The mother locked her in the closet feeling it was just
The water's flowing from the faucet running red with rust Or is it blood? [Verse 2] Across the Wheatfield I see the father wave goodbye Then he disappears from sight, he's gone from sight And in the evening she dresses up and dyes her hair For a man who's never there, he's never there [Chorus] Or is it blood?