There are things in her heart that she has kept hidden,
Notions she's had for years that she won't say.
Between the lines on her face she has written
"I'll wipe the earth of your shadow one fine day"
She utters aloud those words and soon she feels better;
No conflict of conscience to cause a delay.
And all the good and evil within have gathered to beg her
To wipe the earth of his shadow one fine day.
One fine day, I'll rise up and send you to glory,
Or wherever the good Lord sees fit to put you away.
And then in the end, you were never a friend and you forced me
To wipe the earth of your shadow one fine day.
She's bought a brand of hate that's stronger than poison,
And she'll add it to the bill she knows he won't pay.
But she'll collect a share of the debt for she has chosen
To wipe the earth of his shadow this fine day.
This fine day, she'll rise up and send him to glory,
Or where ever the good Lord sees fit to put him away.
And this is the end, my friend, to her glad story:
She wiped the earth of his shadow that fine day.