David, I never expected to see you Face black with soot down and a fire in your eyes David, I never intended to grieve you Meant to disgrace you Your face black with soot and your eyes Mother, my brother is dead in the gutter Dead in the gutter, oh my baby brother Mother, my father is down in the ground Down under, mining, fetching the white man his gold Fetching the white man his gold Fetching the white man his gold Oh Town of Johannes Your spell is upon us, Your spell and your lust The dust chokes above and it chokes down below But they from near and far come I don't what they're looking for I don't what they're looking for Fetching the white man his gold The dust chokes above and it chokes down below The dust chokes above and it chokes down below The dust chokes above and it chokes down below