A tree has grown on the spot   Where her body did rest   Blood seeped in the soil   From the knife in her chest   The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail   I wonder how the bugs remember Gail   What a lovely young girl   Everybody would say   You can still hear her laugh   In the shadows on a cold winter's day   A dog dug up a bone and wagged it's tail   I wonder how that I'll remember Gail   The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail   I wonder how the bugs remember Gail