Oh, hear the howl that stabs the sky. The northern winds how they blow. And winter's grip it steals a life, And swallows up my little boy. He stood defiant in the field, And knew or would not wish to stay. Yet soon footfalls a storm would catch, And take from me his life away. Ooooh, take the pain away. Ooooh, take my pain away. Now come the gentle spring rains down, To wake the world once again. Green and wondrous shapes shall stir, Blooms for which a heart might mend. Oh, witness nature's tender grace, The meadows from death now comes life. A thousand colors which shall dance, Upon the grave might something thrive. Ooooh, take the pain away. Ooooh, take my pain away. Ooooh, take the pain away. Ooooh, take my pain away. Ooooh, take the pain away. Ooooh, take my pain away. Ooooh, take the pain away... Ooooh, take my pain away.......
