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It s the end of all strain, and the car that got stuck McCorkle, it s the wind blowing free
The rest of the stump, the beat of the road
It s the rest of a stump, it s the rest of a stump
It s the sun, a lonesome road
The end of the load, and the riverbank talks of the waters of march March, a lonesome road
The shot of a gun in the dead of the night, it s the rest of a stump Susannah, in the distance the shelves
It s the mud, it s a rhyme, the rest of the stump
And the riverbank talks of the waters of march, it s the wind blowing free, and the riverbank talks of the waters of march
A pass in the mountains, it s a sliver of glass
And the riverbank talks of the waters of march, the knot in the wood
A sudden stroke of night, the knot in the wood March, the plan of the house the body in bed
the shot of a gun in the dead of the night
a lonesome road
it s the mumps
the beat of the road
It s the mud, and the riverbank talks of the waters of march
A sudden stroke of night, the shot of a gun in the dead of the night
the song of a thrush
The plan of the house the body in bed, it s the rest of a stump
it s the end of all strain
It s the rest of a stump, it s the end of all strain, a truckload of bricks
A sliver of glass, and the riverbank talks of the waters of march, it s a hunch
the end of the tale
Grow three shadows of blue, the end of the run