| Mama said, «Stay away from the train yard children |
| Don’t be playin' on in the tracks |
| Those old big devils can sneak up on ya |
| And run you down just like that», hey, hey |
| Well, little brother Jonah didn’t heed her warnin' |
| Tried to chase a fast one down |
| I can still hear the words my mama was cryin' |
| As we laid him in the ground, yeah, yeah, hey, yeah |
| She said, «Why does somebody always have to die? |
| Before people listen and open up their eyes |
| There ain’t no need for hurtin' or the bloody tears we cry |
| So why does somebody always have to die?» |
| Mr. White collar in an uptown high rise |
| Finishin' a twelve hour day |
| A double tall glass of tequila sunrise |
| Takes a little stress away, hey, yeah, hey, yeah |
| Well, he came around the corner doing 87 |
| Swerving all over the place |
| He sent a five year old straight to Heaven |
| And never even touched his brakes, hey, yeah, hey, yeah |
| Why does somebody always have to die? |
| Before people listen and open up their eyes |
| There ain’t no need for hurtin' or the bloody tears we cry |
| So why does somebody always have to die? |
| There once was a carpenter living in Nazareth |
| Said He was the Son of God |
| Said He came here to free the captive |
| And bring faith to the lost, yeah, yeah, hey, yeah |
| Well, He tried to tell him all about life eternal |
| But they just wouldn’t believe |
| And He said, «Father, won’t you please forgive them?» |
| As they nailed Him to the tree, hey, yeah, hey, yeah |
| Why does somebody always have to die? |
| Before people listen and open up their eyes |
| There ain’t no need for hurtin' or the bloody tears we cry |
| So why does somebody, yeah why does somebody always have to die? |
| Always have to die |
| Mama said, «Stay away from the train yard children |
| Don’t be playin' on in the tracks |
| Those old big devils can sneak up on ya |
| And run you down just like that» |