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Your apron is stained
You work every hour of the day
You're bound to get older

Your father's in bed
The cancer's gone to his head
It won't be so long now

He burnt down a barn
They cut off his head, oh and arm
And called him a junkie

Remember the days
When grandpa would take us upstate
To play in the country?

The country is gone
The country is gone
The country is gone
The country's gone
Your apron is stained   You work every hour of the day   You're bound to get older      Your father's in bed   The cancer's gone to his head   It won't be so long now      He burnt down a barn   They cut off his head, oh and arm   And called him a junkie      Remember the days   When grandpa would take us upstate   To play in the country?      The country is gone   The country is gone   The country is gone   The country's gone