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Won't you bury me beneath the tree |
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where my family lies where my family lies |
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let the fog lay low on the mountain high |
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hear the willow cry hear the willow cry |
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Ain't no redemption for the thing that I have done |
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the devil owns you once the bullet 's left the gun |
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all I can think of with this rope around my neck |
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is i'd be much abliged if you grant me one request |
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Won't you bury me beneath the tree |
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where my family lies where my family lies |
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let the fog lay low on the mountain high |
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hear the willow cry hear the willow cry |
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My soul turned black as coal when I walked the streets at night |
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'cause in my heart I knew that something wasn't right |
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and I went crazy when I found her with that man |
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but I felt better once the blood was on my hands |
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Won't you bury me beneath the tree |
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where my family lies where my family lies |
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let the fog lay low on the mountain high |
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hear the willow cry hear the willow cry |
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Won't you bury me beneath the tree |
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where my family lies where my family lies |
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let the fog lay low on the mountain high |
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hear the willow cry hear the willow cry |
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hear the willow cry hear the willow cry |
