She said "punch me in the stomach."
I said "girl I do not know.
"If I punch you in the stomach,
"Then our child inside will not grow."
She said "if you [bad word] love me,
"You'll do this thing for me."
So I punched her in the stomach,
And she fell down to both of her knees.

Lay-low, lay-low, lay-low low,
There's a goose walking over my grave.
Lay-low, lay-low, lay-low low,
There's a goose walking over my grave.

And we went on down the mountain,
We paid up for the county fair.
All the men they spied her flat gut,
And the women sent birds up to air.
Then we found ourselves a half-breed,
To tell us our fortune today.
And he painted my hands a deep dark red,
Said "now boy, you know that you gotta pay."

Well she spat, she swore and she ground all her teeth,
Then she swelled up all her veins.
She said "mister for claimin' all that you know,
"Don't you know my brother's bird-brained?"
"Hey whoa back up girl, didn't you hear the half-breed,
"Sayin' somethin' 'bout...well, I don't know."
Yeah she pulled me away by my goose-fleshed flesh,
She's too late; I caught up to my slow.

We went back up the mountain;
We sat down upon our front porch.
 [bad word] yonder carryin' a bucket
Was our child doin' his chores.
So we [bad word] down a bucket of choke-cherry wine,
And she dunked her thumbs inside.
With her thumbs dyed red she grabbed my head,
And she gouged out both of my eyes.

Lay-low, lay-low, lay-low low,
There's a goose walking over my grave.
Lay-low, lay-low, lay-low low,
There's a goose walking over my grave.

So I [bad word] her down the mountain,
Turned her over to the town youths.
As she lay there squibblin' and squallin'
I said "girl, well now you're my goose."
Then she crawled up to me
On her bloody red knees
And said "why did you do this to me?"
I said "sister let me tell you what you do not know,
"I was blind but now I can see.

"I was blind but now I see."