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speak of them not
Just old me,
my back is to the ground,
only they can see,
roughen and hangin,
my blood is on my knee,
a prayin to my lord,
a singin like a bee,
a whisper for you lady,
i won't be comin home,
a kiss the children for me ,,
tellem daddys gone,
i won't be comin home,
I stink of broken bone,
a hangin in the darkness,
tellem daddys gone.
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