Take Karintha, Take Karintha 

perfect as dusk when the sun goes down 

Take Karintha, as perfect as twilight as a child 

able to drive both young and old wild. 

Perfect as dusk when the sun goes down 

Take Karintha 

and remember, remember the sounds 

for often as our flowers grow 

men will try and cut them down. 

Take Karintha, sweet as spring rain 

and run from the cane, 



Pray for Becky. Pray for Becky, 

white woman gave birth to two black sons. 

Pray for Becky, her one room shack fell to the ground 

the two boys killed a man and had to leave town. 

White woman gave birth to two black sons. 

Pray for Becky, 

and remember, remember the days 

she looked to us for help 

and we all turned away. 

Pray for Becky, buried down near the trains 

deep in the cane.