| Soft thunder from across the meadow
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| Rain buckets on the kitchen floor
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| An old letter and the coffins empty
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| But all these storms I know will weather
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| All these storms we’ll ride together
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| I never dreamed it would be so hard girl
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| Never saved up for a rainy day
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| Never thought that we
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| Might howl and shiver
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| But all these storms I know will weather
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| All these storms we’ll ride together
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| Pick up your heart my love
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| Pick up your branch and dove
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| Canon in the name of the lord
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| We got a hole to mend
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| We got a fire to tend
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| We won’t let these troubles grind us
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| We got friends and prayers to mind us
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| We got seven years behind us
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| Long rumble coming across the meadow
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| Rain pouring and the buckets full
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| Sky cracking and the house shaking
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| All these storms I know will weather
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| All these storms we’ll ride together
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| Pick up your heart my love
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| Pick up your branch and dove
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| Canon in the name of the lord
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| My lady look alive
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| Our ride will soon arrive
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| Lift up your eyes my dear
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| We need some light in here
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| Jam 'til the jam is through
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| We’ve got a hole to mend
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| We’ve got a fire to tend
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| We won’t let these troubles find us
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| We got prayers on the road behind us
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| We got heavens horse’s bridle
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| All these storms we’ll ride togetherâ?¦ |