Lo and behold, your mother Is drinking again This might be the coldest winter Since records began You were a low moon Steady with wintry calm Leading the children Softly across the farm ♪ Each morning, you'd march your sisters Like soldiers to school 'Cause lo and behold, your father Had drunk all the fuel You were a low moon Steady with wintry calm Somewhere inside The fire of your youth went dark ♪ But you swear blind There is no weight in the water pail You say "My love, You take the cards that you're dealt" 'Cause there's no guiding light Arcing a line to Bethlehem If it's dark outside You light the fire yourself ♪ And Darling, when the ice caps melt When the Devil's in the Bible Belt Don't cower in your bed I'll be on the 5:45 You can meet me at the railway line And don't look so scared ♪ 'Cause we've been through worse than this Before we could talk The trick of it is Don't be afraid anymore Oh, the trick of it is Don't be afraid anymore