| I am not afraid when you call me down
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| Down the basement steps under the house
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| Down, down in the ground
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| Black cows are limping, the white dogs bark
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| Crickets are screaming, smoke in the barn
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| Just like a field snake eating a mouse
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| Just like a blue gill, hook through its mouth
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| Down, down in the ground
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| Cry for the toy trains lost in the snow
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| Cry for the dead deer surrounded by crows
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| You call me softly down in the dark
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| Down where the red worms circle like sharks
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| Down, down in the ground
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| Under the black mud in your quiet house
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| You have prepared my place to lie down
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| A house in the rock where sorrows drown
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| Old man or baby make no more sound
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| Down, down in the ground |