the bleeding idahos - turpentine lyrics
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child of living
watch ‘em how they grow
i can’t be forgiven
for the seeds that i’ve sown
blessed is the shepherd
who keeps the wolf from the lamb
if only i could apprehend
the good grace of god
and the words he sought
from a poor boy with blood on his hands
(over by the lonely trail are faces in the sand
i doused them all in kerosine and paid my last respects)
peter, dear brother
won’t you grant me reprieve?
i may be a sinner
but i sure ain’t a thiеf
i’m asking you now, brother
please heed thе call
‘cause h+ll ain’t the place i belong
trust that i’ll reach you
when the mud turns to gold
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