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hickok - taproot lyrics

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i found her gun lying beside the bedroom door
her bible burnt and pages torn
wine spilled out on the floor;

the holy men
that worship him
traveled harsh and
weathered land
just to turn the
other cheek

i found her dress stained with lord knows what
her crosses bound in mud and dust
burs caught on the filthy mutt;

those lonely men
that worshipped him
traveled harsh and
righteous land
just to tear them
from the weak

i found myself crying beside her grave
my crown has seen better days
of this life, i am a slave…

- hickok lyrics

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