There's grievin' in the country   There's sorrow in the sand   There's sobbin' in the shanty   And there's anger in the land      A woman broods in silence   Close beside an open door   Flung on her flimsy doorstep   Lies a corpse upon the floor      "You'll not ask me why I'm silent"   The woman said to me   Her two eyes blazed in anger   And her throat throbbed agony      Oh, once my heart could cry in sorrow   Now it lies there on the floor   In the ashes by the hearthstone   They can't hurt it anymore      Oh, let the wind go cryin' yonder   In the tree-tops by the spring   Let it's voice be soft and feelin'   Like it was a livin' thing      There's grievin' in the country   There's sorrow in the sand   There's sobbin' in the shanty   And there's anger in the land