How many souls How many souls How many souls did they leave on the ground Face down, in the wet, red clay? In the wet, red clay Three to a grave Three to a grave Three to four men stacked in a jagged box Four to one In the wet, red clay In the wet, red clay Heavenly Father... Heavenly Father... Heavenly Father... Look what they do to me The devil in sight The devil in sight The devil in sight, without its sheet, took aim, shot every soul on the street And it took to the sky, lowered bombs to defeat The innocence of Greenwood Street Made it fall to ground On an evening in May In the wet, red clay In the wet, red clay