She gave me head and heroin as sure as the sun would set
She let me [bad word] onto her chin yet there's one thing that I still regret
She gave me my son of Jacob Dumb this child has been my [bad word] Nary one with a tongue to wean him from himself

Jacob Dumb you wean from yourself

Jacob Dumb he'd sit with us our pine-board porch each night
mumble out the songs I played he sat between the legs of my wife
Paws on her thighs, tried to pass his age, he sang though his throat was young
fly laid an egg, my wife shifted her weight, Jacob, don't live your name Dumb

Jacob Dumb well don't live your name

Our porch became a teeter totter
when Jacob dropped down he fell far from his father
My wife shift of weight forced Jacob so much closer
Jacob dumb you are my shame, you are my shame, we lost a game

She gives him head and heroin and now he's [bad word] dumb
Now not even Nestor could bring peace between myself and my son
Jacob fell far from his fathers heart through the distance was not too long
Dumb, take my wife and my black tar vice, but do not take from me,
Child don't take my songs, don't take my songs