Sister, won't you rise with me?

Run 'way from your grave

Father set our house to flame

Please his newfound lady

Brother, won't you steal away?

Dreams of night at play

Father set our house ablaze.

Blackened stones, I beg you, speak

Of the murderous hand

Words will never sound again

On this shallow land

Blackened sky, I beg you, weep

What the day has lost

No one left to weep for us.

No need to worry

We'll get some jewelry for your momma

No need to worry

We'll get some jewelry for your momma

No need to worry

We'll get some jewelry for your momma.

Cinders of gold

Cinders of gold

Cinders of gold

Cinders of gold.