| My father was a haystack man, always said son go find what you can.
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| Said the guns get jammed up in the sand, don’t let them try to fool you.
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| I said but daddy we ain’t fightin’the Cong no more.
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| He said you’re going over there to lose the very same war.
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| I said nothin’you can do is gonna make me stay,
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| Gotta let others have their glory day.
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| But you know the whole town’s getting’together in Leeland’s barn.
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| Everyone’s getting’their nice shoes on.
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| Girls are all cuttin’up their confirmation dresses.
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| Streets will be empty tomorrow as the whole town confesses.
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| It’s a barn storming yeah,
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| Gonna leave my bed tomorrow.
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| It’s gonna be a barn stormin’yeah,
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| Won’t hold a head of sorrow.
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| 'Cause it’s a lovely heartbreak, a lovely heartbreak.
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| Now Ginny she was up to no good,
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| As up to no good as she could sometimes be.
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| I used to lie awake at night,
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| Just thinkin’about her being up to no good with me.
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| But tonight she said just like the flower to the bees,
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| I’m gonna give you a little somethin’before you go overseas.
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| All I could do was stammer,
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| Yes, yes please look in the other direction.
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| It’s a barn storming yeah,
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| Gonna leave my bed tomorrow.
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| It’s gonna be a barn stormin’yeah,
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| Won’t hold a head of sorrow.
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| 'Cause it’s a lovely heartbreak, a lovely heartbreak.
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| 'Cause I never been laid and so it goes,
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| Never danced before so stoned.
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| It was the first time I didn’t want to go,
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| Now I wish I could take it all back again.
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| She spit in my hand,
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| Said boy I’m gonna make you a man.
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| It was all I could do to stand and ask the levy to hold.
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| It’s a barn storming yeah,
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| Gonna leave my bed tomorrow.
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| It’s gonna be a barn stormin’yeah,
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| Won’t hold a head of sorrow.
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| Cause it’s a lovely heartbreak, a lovely heartbreak. |