The seeds of distrust it will sow.
no mistakes in your life,
be careful of stones that you throw.
she stopped and I knew right away
not flowers she had on her mind
and this is what I heard my neighbor say
that girl down the street
should be run from our midst
she drinks and she talks quite a lot
and she knows not to speak
and my neighbor then smiled and I thought
the seeds of distrust it will sow.
Be careful of stones that you throw
A sound that made my blood chill
had been pulled from the path
And saved by a girl lying still
and my neighbor cried out
Oh, who was that brave girl so sweet?
I covered the crushed, body and said,
The bad girl who lived down the street.
A tongue can accuse and carry bad news.
The seeds of distrust it will sow.
no mistakes in your life,
be careful of stones that you throw.