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the pine box boys - parmalene with arms of three lyrics

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[chorus]
parmalene with arms of three, in my dreams i always see
your grave and the shadow of a tree
parmalene with arms of three, in the branches i will be
weeping for the day that i stung thee

[verse 1]
she was a pretty little thing when she wandered in the orchard
gathering up the blossoms by the threes
the bees began to sting her and parmalene was tortured
in places where no one ever sees

[chorus]
parmalene with arms of three, they took her to her mother
she locked her up and threw away the key
parmalene with arms of three, no one there for comfort
sitting in the window was a bee

[verse 2]
he was sorry he had stung her and the wind began to whistle
time was running short for honey bees
and the honey that he brung her would soon turn into crystal
and his brittle little wings would surely freeze

[chorus]
parmalene with arms of three, she stayed there through the winter
made a quilt to keep her body warm
parmalene with arms of three came down with the fever
before she died a little babe was born

[verse 3]
she was buried on a hill with no one to say a prayer
and nothing there to mark it but a tree
on the branches, frozen still with the honey he had saved her
the cracked and brittle sh-ll of a bee

[chorus]
parmalene with arms of three, in my dreams i always see
your grave and the shadow of a tree
parmalene with arms of three, in the branches i will be
weeping for the day that i stung thee

- the pine box boys lyrics

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