Poor Davey

There's a house on the hill with a bad disease

Ghosts and dead roots of old family trees

Years have gone by since the Browning three

But they never purged the devil away, no

Say they never purged that devil away

Well, something in his eye that day made Ma

Call up the preacher and she called up the law

Davey shot one, and he ran clean off

Nowhere could the boy be found

And all of the housewives gathered 'round

Singin' Davey, poor Davey, tell me why you done it

Tell me why you done it, tell me why you done it

Davey, poor Davey, tell me why you done it

What good is a-running gon' do?

Good son is cursed like a chosen one

They say other things, like what Daddy had done

Who's the big man now that I've got your gun?

Oh, tell me, do you love me now?

Said now, tell me, do you love me now?

Well, they called in the choppers and they called in the fed

Soon they'll find him running, soon they'll find him dead

Lock down the children, send out a code red

There's a wild boy on the loose in this town

Oh, and all of the housewives gathered 'round

Singin' Davey, poor Davey, tell me why you done it

Tell me why you done it, tell me why you done it

Davey, poor Davey, tell me why you done it

What good is a-running gon' do?

Out from the shadows did Davey come in

Fired at another, took his wheels from him

Sped out up to Fallston town, riding on the rims

Till he bailed out in them poplar woods

Ooh, and they found him in them poplar woods

Well, the fruit of the branches don't fall too far

Bruise on the skin, or leave a deeper scar

Did the old man or the ghosts play a part

In what poor Davey had done?

Said in what poor Davey had done

Davey, poor Davey, tell me why you done it

Tell me why you done it, tell me why you done it

Davey, poor Davey, tell me why you done it

What good is a-running gon' do?