| Who’s gone, buried in the well?
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| Who’s gone, buried in the well?
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| Nobody knew him, he had only arrived
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| Who’s gonna break it to his wife?
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| Who’s gonna break it to his wife?
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| She died giving birth to her fifth and final one…
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| Who’s gonna rescue all his sons?
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| Who’s gonna rescue all his sons?
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| Bares a heavy burden, but you could give them away…
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| Who’s got a home for them to stay?
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| You can’t sell the children, but there’s hell to be payed
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| And I’m not giving these orphans away…
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| So, I’ll get no more sleep at night
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| I’ll get no more sleep at night…
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| I’ll no longer dream…
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| Who’s gone, swallowed by the sea?
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| Who’s gone, swallowed by the sea?
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| She was only twenty, but she fucked like thirty three
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| Who’s gonna round up all her things?
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| Who’s gonna round up all her things?
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| Nobody loved her, but they liked it when she’d sing
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| Who’s got a bell for us to ring?
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| We won’t make a sound 'till her body’s in the ground…
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| And I’m admitting the voice sounded strange…
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| Said, «You'll no longer sleep at night
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| You’ll get no more sleep at night
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| You’ll no longer dream.»
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| You won’t get no sleep… |