Black Eyed Susans

Theres a house that's widely known To everybody from my town It's in the middle of a wheat field It's rotten and rundown And there's still people that remember The young bride that once lived there And how she hid his little secret Behind her golden hair Now the grass grows through the floorboards You can see through to the ground And the carriganas taking over all the way around And the echos of her sadness They blow from room to room But the strangest thing is how she comes to life in early June Through the golden glow of hundreds of thousands Of black eyed susans They roamed to town on Tuesdays To the market for supplies Back then there were no glasses to hide her darkened eyes Then all of a sudden He took those trips all by himself And his story was she left him And ran off with someone else They sat him down and questioned him Then they searched the place For some evidence against him but they never found a trace Of anything that'd point to how that young girl disappeared But her spirit leaves a clue in abundance every year Through the golden glow of hundreds of thousands Of black eyed susans Oh black eyed susans It's a shocking, haunting number Of flowers that surround The house that's widely known To everybody from my town As they echoes of her sadness They blow from room to room She gets her revenge on him Each and every June Through the golden glow of hundreds of thousands By living on and on in all those thousands Of black eyed susans Oh black eyed susans Oh black eyed susans