And the teacher's always
tryin
but them kids, they keep
on cryin
and it's me who feels
like dyin
til' Martha comes home
(and there won't be somethin
hot for dinner)
"She went to see her
mother"
She took refuge in the
eddy
and she'll be back when
she's ready
when my temper's back
to steady
Oh, Martha you can come
home
I will survey the situation
til' Martha comes home
andy: lead vocal, guitar,
accordian,
hammered dulcimer
jim: back-up vocal, double
bass
ian: drums