Nobody cares what dress she wears at all. Tattered rags and paper bags and all. She's the one sleeping in the dirt. Drag her down don't let her drown in dirt. Gamblers trade candles for the dice. Mothers drag their canes across the bridge. No one wake her up she's sleeping still. Put a candle on the window sill. Soldier Jane don't be afraid. Taking heart out of the shell. Taking heart out of the shell. Throw it away. ?? strike the darkness from the room. Knives they take the poison from the wound. 'Cause they drag us down into the ruins. Sleep away our cares dirty boots. Soldier Jane don't be afraid. Taking heart out of the shell. Taking heart out of the shell. Throw it away