Jack would stand one
   Foot in front of the
   Other foot and then
   Lick his lips again
   The train came past about
   Three o'clock or so
  
   His mother told him so
   All the kids should know
   His hand was sore from
   All the gravel rash
   Would he get it back
   It looked just like the tracks
   He must not take his shoes off yet
   His mother told him this
  
   Would there be hope someday
   Or would his spark slowly fade
   This the boy who would smile
   When his heart was in pain
   And his simple mind
  
   Would be settled in grace
   When he knelt down and spoke
   To his father in his grave
  
   The boys would hide
   Behind the tea tree
   The ugly tea tree
   The fucking tea tree
   They'd all jump out and
   Jack would smile at them
   And then they'd smirk at him
   And kick stones at him
   The first punch came from
   The big fat one
   Then all the other ones
   He wondered what he'd done
   He'd end up in the little frog pond
   Beside the railway line
  
   And then one day the
   Big fat one
  
   Was drowning in the pond
   And crying for his mum
   And jack came down
   And he pulled him out again
   And then he put his hands
   Over his simple head
   And all the frogs went
   La de da de da
   La de da de da