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Kill County
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Brownlee
The gravel spur off the 83 line, the one that leads out to Brownlee It's straight and flat, and there's some old cat tracks You're in Cherry county now son The south and her grandeur ain't never been my land, no sir
Sand and rain, old pine and lead pane Stoorfronts bowed and broken down There's a river here, and she leads somewhere But it don't matter much where son 'Cause the waves out past the loam, they've never been my home
Your granddad, he made his way to this land He had a black 38 Ford Back in those days, this was a better place than what you see here today Now just grey dust and bones, red rust and head stones My son, if you pray, pray alone 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 You'll be the only one
It ain't much, but hard hearts, sand and such It's alright, every day turns to night This land ain't dyin', but she's a little tired of the times of tryin' To lay her low, but these roots run deeper than you know
Take my feet, lay them in the stream Put my voice to the wind Hold my hands, press them in the sand Give my heart to the grasslands I was never one, for these city streets my son And if you pray, pray alone You'll be the only one
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