| That’s enough, my man, it’s time to clap our hands.
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| Call the papers up tomorrow, say we did the best we can.
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| Cause our doctor’s in the hospital, the poet just laid down.
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| There’s one good man I know, and he can’t talk right now.
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| I’d like to hear what you’d say to me if I was bulletproof and free again.
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| Or what you’d shout if I was dead in the ground
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| And buried under another name?
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| Or would you talk about if I loved her now?
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| Tell my sins to God out loud.
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| Would you cry, cry 'cause I was gone?
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| Would you spit and hiss and curse my name,
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| And embarrass me to the other graves?
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| Would you lay right down with me, underneath the ground?
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| Now who you think I am? |
| Worse than all the rest?
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| That’s what I’ll be now, just like no one said.
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| Did anybody see that? |
| There’s a crack right down my head.
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| But mama, how they’ll cheer for us, while the blood drips down our legs.
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| I’d like to know if you could see through the soul like
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| I could see to your soul back then.
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| And reach your hands through all the hurt and defenses
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| Would you still try if you knew I was gone?
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| Or would you talk about if I loved her now?
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| Tell my sins to God out loud.
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| Would you cry, cry 'cause I was gone?
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| Would you spit and hiss and curse my name,
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| And embarrass me to the other graves?
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| Would you lay right down with me, underneath the ground?
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| Underneath the ground?
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| (I wanna caution you to watch out for the wolves.
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| And for the mad, mad weather.
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| I wanna caution you to watch out for the wolves.
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| And for someday, when you’re older)
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| Or would you talk about if I loved her now?
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| Tell my sins to God out loud.
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| Would you cry, cry 'cause I was gone?
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| Would you spit and hiss and curse my name,
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| And embarrass me to the other graves?
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| Would you lay right down with me, underneath the ground?
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| Underneath the ground?
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| I wanna thank you all for your courtesy.
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| I wanna thank you all for watching us bleed.
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| I wanna thank you all for your courtesy.
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| I wanna thank you all for watching us bleed.
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| Underneath the ground. |