When the men take me to the devil tree I will be free and shining like before Papa don’t tell me what I should’ve done She’s the one, She's the one who begged me "Take me . . . Take me home"
When the wind wraps me like the reaper’s hand I will swing free until they cut me down Papa don’t tell me what I could’ve done She's the one, She's the one who begged me "Take me . . . Take me home"
When the sea takes me like my mother’s arms I will breathe free as any word of God Papa don’t tell me what you would’ve done She's the one, She's the one who begged me "Take me . . . Take me home"