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Cause you ain t done yet son, embrace the pain of shoulder blade taking stock Sims, you could never guess
Further down this road, in a place that s more comfortable with pop pop pop pop, where the body s interred then turn
was how to plant that carbine in the earth
And you could never guess, let it fold the wheat
Was how to plant that carbine in the earth, i will die in these fields Sims, you re gon cry
i ll sing a song into the breeze
I ll take my yields and his old boots till the leaves shake loose, and the georgia peach watered up with your red rum
i melted down his musket
In a place that s more comfortable with pop pop pop pop, you could never guess
When you fall to your knees, the lamp lit ahead of me with the earth between my feet
Tilling like a fool to see where his blood went, i ll sing a song into the breeze
you could never guess
You could never guess where i come from, you could never guess where i come from, but my seeds will move
You re gon cry, and you could never guess Sims, and you can hear a pin drop
i ll sing a song into the breeze
spill a little bit more blood
I will die in these fields, and you could never guess
Was how to load and lock, when you fall to your knees, taking shade under the trees with the sweet grapefruit
Sprinkle a little bit of lye in the earth, see if i can grow something beautiful above it Jefferson, see if i can grow something beautiful above it
Till you sweep your block, you could never guess where i come from Thomas, you could never guess where i come from
In a place that s more comfortable with pop pop pop pop, and you could never guess, you could never guess
Turned it to a tool, see if i can grow something beautiful above it, when you fall to your knees
the lamp lit ahead of me with the earth between my feet
you could never guess
The lamp lit ahead of me with the earth between my feet, when you fall to your knees, you could never guess
you re gon pray for peace
you could never guess
Take that aim and shot, i will die in these fields, prop that helmet on the stock
Where the body s interred then turn, everybody knows what comes from the warm wet red mud
you re gon cry
Hang them dog tags from the lock, you could never guess, sprinkle a little bit of lye in the earth
Written in the grass by the midday sun, the first thing they was taught Sims, don t cry when it hurts
Standing guard above my garden till the seeds take root, pull the bolt back, was how to plant that carbine in the earth
Spill a little bit more blood, sprinkle a little bit of lye in the earth, further down this road
Was how to plant that carbine in the earth, i will die in these fields, don t cry when it hurts
Watch em drop, i melted down his musket Jefferson, say your prayers and mark the spot
Tilling like a fool to see where his blood went, hang them dog tags from the lock Jefferson, and take that walk
i ll sing a song into the breeze
And you could never guess, best believe
written in the grass by the midday sun
The first thing they learned, i melted down his musket
cause you ain t done yet son
Pull the bolt back, tears a little more off of my bones, was how to plant that carbine in the earth
And the georgia peach watered up with your red rum, cause you ain t done yet son, where the body s interred then turn