Voice not loud enough to be heard by ignorant ears
To express all the families pain and tears
It's only been four days
Now she'll suffer here for years
The blood won't wash away
The bones will not decay
The spirits will remain
And they'll haunt you on till the day
That you die
Like soldiers on the battlefield
You'll march into your grave
Just like the way you left your brother
Dead in the trail
Trail that you paved
The blood will wash away
The bones will not decay
The spirits will remain
And haunt you on till the day
The blood will wash away
The bones will not decay
The spirits will remain
And haunt you on till the day
That you die
They'll haunt you on till the day
That you die
They'll haunt you on till the day
That you die
They'll haunt you on till the day
That you die
They'll haunt you on till the day
They'll haunt you on till the day
That you die
Haunt you on till the day
That you die
They'll haunt you on till the day
That you die
They'll haunt you on till the day
That you die
They'll haunt you on till the day
