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The Gourds - Lowlands lyrics
I saddled me a wounded priest Rode him wet through this August heat I took me a German bride all empty and bloody inside in the dark I heard a thief he stole my money and my grief in the morning I wanted to die the doctor cut me the lawyer lied stop yer waiting and just go don't be saying what you don't know for the lowlands I am bound where my pale bride will be found |
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