God Help You Dumb Boy

Dumb boy, what do you make?
My eyes are lazy, my skin’s a-flake.
And what good can you do?
Well, not so much as men like you.
Dumb boy, what do you see?
A lesser man coming down on me.
Tell us, what will you do?
I’ll let my axe come down on you!
Down by the water, I’ll raise my kingdom
I’ll find my foliage (?), I’ll raise my arms, and-
I’ll sing my name with, with “Glory Be!”s and-
Down by the water, I’ll raise my temple!
And no man shall be as smart as me...
Well I can’t load the bullets and I can’t use the gun
I can’t have no children so I won’t have a son
I can’t wake up early so nothing will grow
I’ll lay on my lands till the sun hangs low, till the sun hangs low
I’ll lay on my lands till the sun hangs low...
Dumb boy, you’ve done wrong.
By what right do you good men judge?
You are in the contempt of man!
Then gag my mouth and bind my hands.
Dumb boy, what do you see?
Hah! Your guns, they are empty, your rope it is frayed!
Tell us, what did you say?
In your empty chest my axe I will lay!
Down by the water, I’ll raise my kingdom
I’ll find my foliage (?), I’ll raise my arms, and-
I’ll sing my name with, with “Glory Be!”s and-
Down by the water, I’ll raise my temple!
And no man shall be as smart as me...
I can’t load the bullets and I can’t use the gun
I can’t have no children so I won’t have a son
I can’t wake up early so nothing will grow
I’ll lay on my lands till the sun hangs low, till the sun hangs low
I’ll lay on my land till the sun hangs low...
Speak and follow, your words are hollow
Your steps are heavy, you will not save me
Speak and follow, your words are hollow
Your steps are heavy, you will not save me!
God help you, dumb boy!
God help you, dumb boy!
God help you, dumb boy!
God help you, dumb boy!
God help you, dumb boy!
God help you, dumb boy!
God help you, dumb boy!
God help you, dumb boy!
But I can’t load the bullets and I can’t use the gun
I can’t have no children so I won’t have a son
I can’t wake up early so nothing will grow
I’ll lay on my lands till the sun hangs low
I can’t load the bullets and I can’t use the gun
I can’t have no children so I won’t have a son
I can’t wake up early so nothing will grow
I’ll lay on my lands till that sun hangs low
I can’t load my bullets (and I) can’t use the gun
I can’t have no children so I won’t have a son
I can’t wake up early so nothing will grow
I’ll lay on my lands till the sun hangs low...