Lay my soul out on the table,
I am Cain and my brother is able
to please God with the things he brings
and oh my jealous heart won’t sing

One cold day out in the field
that devil came and I felt him reel
I took a stone and I threw it down
now my brothers blood calls from the ground.

Now the Lord came down along my road
I hid my face He could not know
"Bring your brother out to Me"
but I do not keep him now You see.

A thousand years have passed and burned
and my bones to dust have long returned
and scatter over fields that grow
to do what I did with a stone.