A tree has grown on the spot
   Where her body did rest
   Blood seeped in the soil
   From the knife in her chest
  
   The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail
   I wonder how the bugs remember Gail
  
   What a lovely young girl
   Everybody would say
   You can still hear her laugh
   In the shadows on a cold winter's day
  
   A dog dug up a bone and wagged it's tail
   I wonder how that I'll remember Gail
  
   The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail
   I wonder how the bugs remember Gail