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By Iron and Wine, Tell me baby tell me
Are you still on the stoop
Watching
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By Iron and Wine, Daddy's ghost behind you
Sleeping dog beside you
You're a poem of
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By Iron and Wine, Run like a race for family
When you hear like you're
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By Iron and Wine, We found your name across the chapel door
Carved in cursive
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By Iron and Wine, Lately she don't care for a warmer breeze
Or shade around
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By Iron and Wine, Time and all you gave
I was the jerk who preferred
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By Iron and Wine, Just like the way that you ran to wine
When they
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By Iron and Wine, Crack of dawn the rooster moans
Wake up boy you're far
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By Iron and Wine, Mother don't worry, I killed the last snake that lived
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By Iron and Wine, Found your mittens behind a box of pictures
You would wear
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By Iron and Wine, Let's go out and dance, darling
our last of days
and grace
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By Iron and Wine, Jesus the Mexican boy
born in a truck on the
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By Iron and Wine, Tonight, we're the sea and the salty breeze
the milk from
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By Iron and Wine, Waking before you, i've got a fever and a childish
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By Iron and Wine, Black hair, the night descending
Baby never puts her trust
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By Iron and Wine, hey man
evening on the ground
and there is no
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By Iron and Wine, mary, carry your babe
bound up tight like lips around a
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By Iron and Wine, brave lady, i could see you through
the mosses
laid, shameless in
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By Iron and Wine, who's seen jezebel?
she was born to be the woman i
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By Iron and Wine, There is light in my lady's house
And there's none but
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By Iron and Wine, blackbird claw, raven wing
under the red sunlight
long clothesline, two shirt
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By Iron and Wine, A boy with a coin he found in the weeds
With
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By Iron and Wine, How do you bust the clouds
Press on your back been
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By Iron and Wine, Give this stone to my brother
'cause we found it playing
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By Iron and Wine, I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for
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By Iron and Wine, I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for
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By Iron and Wine, One more drink tonight as your gray stallion rests
Where he
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By Iron and Wine, and come the evening of my day
the dark birds in
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By Iron and Wine, Louise only got from me innocent poetry
Although she played
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By Iron and Wine, there is light in my lady's house
and there's none but
