I am tryin' to remember...
I was checkin' roun' the fact'ry
And I went into the basement, down the stairs into the basement
And I shine my light around here
In the corners and the ceiling
And I'm 'bout to check the washroom
When the light, it kinda catches
On this pile of rags in the middle of the room...
I ain't seen no pile o' rags there before
So I go over and I kick it
And I shine down my light and Lord
Lord, ain't no pile of rags at all...
This small white body
With her tongue stickin' out
This pretty little child
With her eyes wide open...
So I ran to the phone
And I called Mr. Frank
But the phone kep' ringin'
So I called ya'll to help me
Mr. Frank, he didn't answer...
And that's all I can remember