[MOURNERS]
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their guilty stains
And sinners plunged benath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains

[FRANKIE]
God forgive me what I think
God forgive me what I wish right now

[BRITT CRAIG, spoken]
You must've known Mary pretty well

[FRANKIE, spoken]
Yessir, I did

[CRAIG, spoken]
This must be a mighty hard day for you

[FRANKIE, sung]
Did you ever hear her laugh?
When she laughed, you swore you'd never cry again
Did you ever see her smile?
Her smile was like a glass of lemonade
And she said funny things
And she wore pretty dresses
And she liked to see the pictures at the V.F.W Hall
And she loved ridin' swings
And she liked cotton candy
But I think she liked the pictures best of all
No, it don't make sense to me
That she won't be around
No, it don't make sense to me
To put her in the cold and lonely ground
And no, it don't make sense
The way the world can let you fall
I swear it don't make sense to me at all

[MOURNERS]
Dear dying lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose it's pow'r

[CHILDREN]
She had two crooked teeth
She had cuts on her fingers
She worked next to me last summer
Once a week, we used to play
And she knew how to read
She would smile at the foreman

[ALL]
And I can't believe they took my friend away

[MOURNERS & CHILDREN, FRANKIE]
No, it don't make sense to me
That she will not be there When she laughed, you swore you'd
No, it don't make sense to me Never cry again
[MRS. PHAGAN]
She loved when I tied ribbons in her hair

[ALL]
And no, it don't make sense
The way the sun can still burn down
No, it don't make sense to me

[FRANKIE]
God forgive me what I think

[CRAIG, spoken]
Tell me, son, got any idea who it was?

[FRANKIE]
God forgive me what I wish right now
I don't know the coward's name
I don't know the bastard's face
But I swear right now to God:
He ain't never gonna git away with what he done to Mary!
Let him quiver in his boots!
Let him runs until he bleeds!
I won't rest until I know
He's burning in the ragin' fires of hell forevermore!

[MOURNERS, FRANKIE]
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins (God forgive me what I think)
And sinners plunged
Beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains (God forgive me what I wish right now)