i once was a spry young man who grew up on a farm
i would work all day and would never mean to harm
and then one day the land lord came for pay
but my father spent it all on whiskey and whore play

the land lord wasn't pleased and thretened to kick us out
my father and the lord started to have a hellish bout
then my father grabbed a knife and stabbed it through his heart
the lord fell onto the ground and that's where this will start

My sister was mortified, and cried into my arm
we then both decided we had to leave the farm
when father fell to slumber I grabbed her and we ran
I didn't have much to care for her but I did the best I can

we wandered aimlessly and moved from town to town
to try and find a home but hopes were going down
I could not care for her I had to let her go
so I took her to an orphanage where she can really grow

so I was on my own, alone without a home
I had to steal and lie all of this just to get by
self loathing conqured me and anger filled my mind
I hated myself so much that I just wanted to die

I went back to the orphanage to see my little one
only really to find out that she hadn't really gone
no one would take her in, because she wasn't faire
families wanted pale skin and long bright golden hair

she told me she wished to stay to take care of the kids
I could not change her mind no matter how much I bid.
I begged I cried I pleaded for her to come with me
she was the last bit of string tethered to my sanity.

i felt that I had lost my whole purpose in life
it was pointless now to carry on with all the pain and strife
so I grabbed a chair and noose no longer had to choose
so I kicked the chair away and I was finally cut loose