Rock, salt and nails

Druhá tráva

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On the banks of the river where the willow hang down
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Where the wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound
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Down in the hollow where the water runs cold
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It was there I first listened to the lies that you told

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Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet face
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And the past I remember time cannot erase
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The letter you wrote me it was written in shame
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And I know that your conscience still echos my name

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Now the nights are so lonely   lord sorrow runs deep
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Nothing is worse than a night without sleep
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I walk out alone and look at the sky
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Too empty to sing too loneseome to cry

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Now if the ladies were blackbirds if the ladies were thrushes
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I'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes
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If the ladies were squirrels  with them high bushy tails
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I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
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I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails