One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man
One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man
One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man is gone
Well the good son walks into the field
He is a tiller and he has a tiller's hand
But deeper down in his heart now
But he's lays down his queer plans
Against his brother and against his family
Yet he worships his brother
And he worships his mother
But it's his father, he says "Is an unfair man"
The good son
The good son
The good son
The good son has sat and often wept
Beneath a malign star by which the good son kept
And the night time in which he's wrapped
Speaks of good now and it speaks of evil
And he calls to his mother, and he calls to his father
But they are deaf in the shadows of his brother's truancy
The good son
Well the good son
The good son
The good son
And he curses his mother, and he curses his father
And he curses his virtue like an unclean thing
The good son
Well the good son
And the good son
One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man
One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man
One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man
One more man gone, one more man gone, one more man
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