Please go on ahead of me
come back, tell me what you see
if a better land you find
there we'll take our family

But if all found is smoke and ash
don't linger there, hasten to dash
back to home and country dear
our kids would like it better here

When you've gone beyond those hills
far from these fields of our birth
keep silent, be very still
violent men roam this fair Earth

They'd not hesitate to ****,
rob, or beat you for a thrill
God protect and guide you true
save you from the things they do

That day when good news arrives
heralding your fruitful find
it is then we'll relocate
to that distant, better place

I'll pray each and every night
for your safe return, my dear
but should you forfeit your life
our kids will like it better here