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gourds – lowlands lyrics

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i saddled me a wounded priest
rode him wet through this august heat
i took me a german bride
all empty and bl–dy 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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