I Can Hear the Laughs

You can really fall
Wake up in a ruined house
Wrapped up in a torn down curtain
And when I get to hell
Will the lovely girls come down
To the banks of that red red river
I can hear the laughs
When they find I’ve fallen down again
I can hear the laughs
And it hurts so bad I have to smile
You can take a lot
Put back not a thing
Still come home looking thinner
And when I get to Oz Will the lovely witch come down
Kiss my pale, bleeding brow
Transcribed by Jim Van Fleet- bigfleet@usit.net