Take Karintha Take Karintha As perfect as dusk When the sun goes down Take Karintha As perfect as twilight as a child Able to drive both young and old wild Perfect as dusk, perfect as dusk When the sun goes down And remember Remember every sound As our flowers grow Men will try and cut them down Take Karintha As sweet as spring rain Run from the cane Perfect as dusk The smoke curls up And hangs amongst the trees Curls up and spreads itself out Weeks after Karintha returned home The smoke was so heavy you tasted it in water Smoke is on the hills Rise up, rise up Rise up, rise up Pray for Becky Pray for Becky White woman gave birth to two back sons Pray for Becky Her one room shack fell to the ground The two boys killed a man and had to leave town White woman gave birth to two black sons Pray for Becky And remember Remember the days She looked for us to help And we all turned away Pray for becky Buried down near the train Deep in the cane