Wheel is turning the wrong way
He works in the fields
For a man that he never see
Blistered hands folding
Praying he would walk away
The million dollar question
Why do you do it
To keep on doing
The clock have you bend
It's that time again
They always smile
Like they know
The very last mile
Oh how they smile
Schedule a funeral
Bring your friends
And they bring yours
Oh how they smile
She is the oldest fool alive
She knows this truth
Her name is written
With big marble letters
Praying she would walk away