Sit down in the shade of our family tree
We stay and we pray down here on our knees
But these holes in my hands can't catch your tears
Your son once had, but you refused to hear

Still, you come and you go just how you please
I’ll walk out the door and teach you how to leave

These holes in my hands can’t catch your tears
Your son once had, but you refuse to hear
These holes in my hands can’t catch your tears
Your son once had, but you refuse to hear
These holes in my hands can’t catch your tears
Your son once had, but you refuse to leave
These holes in my hands can’t catch your tears
Your son once had, will teach you how to leave