American Murder Song - Wake Up

Wake up, wake up
Little 'Liza, wake up
I've not seen you sleeping so sound
Pull up your dress
This is no place to rest
It's far too cold here on the ground

Wake up, wake up
Everybody wake up
Drag your bones to the fireplace heap
For I must go walking as somebody else
On the dreams of those fallen to sleep

Wake up, wake up
Missus Joanie, wake up
I've not seen you so spent and poor
Let's get you snug
Come up off the rug
There's no virtue here on the floor

Wake up, wake up
Mister Jacobs, wake up
I've not seen you so bent on prayer
Put on your shoes
You're too heavy to move
You're in the way here on the stairs

Wake up, wake up
Everybody wake up
Drag your bones to the fireplace heap
For I must go walking as somebody else
On the dreams of those fallen to sleep

Wake up, wake up
Clumsy Nana, wake up
I've not seen your room so a mess
You've toppled the drawer
There's glass by the door
And lantern oil spilt on your chest

Wake up, wake up
Brother Frederick, wake up
O where are you dressing to go?
Take off your coat
There's a tie on your throat
You won't make it far in this snow

Wake up, wake up
Everybody wake up
Drag your bones to the fireplace heap
For I must go walking as somebody else
On the dreams of those fallen to sleep

She's up, she's up
Little 'Liza, she's up
She's up from the ember and ash
Let's quiet your head
Your prayers are all read
I've not heard so muffled a mass