These words are transcribed without permission the way they appear in the "The World Won't Listen" and "Louder Than Bombs" albums. Additions to the printed lyrics are in darker text while omissions are striken out.

Young bones groan
And the rocks below, say:
"Throw your skinny body down, son!"
But I am going to meet the one I love
So, please don't stand in my way
Because I'm going to meet the one I love
No, Mamma, let me go!
Young bones groan
And the rocks below, say:
"Throw your white body down!" ¹
But I am going to meet the one I love
At last! At last! At last!
I am going to meet the one I love
La-de-da, la-de-da
No, Mamma, let me go!
I thought that if you had
An acoustic guitar
Then it meant that you were
A Protest Singer
Oh I can smile about it now
But at the time it was terrible
No, Mamma, let me go.
No, no, no...