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Devil's claw on golden seal A highland flag on a red cedar In the woods you will find me near The black oak in burgundy with dead roots Black oak,
can stand I been meek And hard like an oak I seen pretty people disappear like smoke Friends will arrive, friends will disappear If you want me
he'd bellow Long time ago He whet his horn on a white oak sapling Hoosen Johnny, Hoosen Johnny Whet his horn on a white oak sapling Long time ago He'd
In a nothing to do town, nothing is going down after them stars show up It's all dinners and TVs, and red lights blinking And everybody's
as a dancer, branches rotten Breathing less, expanding thick and doesn't blink Lifelike and rigid, as dressed in corduroy Old oak, an ashen ballet Like miasma,
in willow, not in oak. Give me no standard, no eulogy, No red, white and blue, no sceptre and no cloak, Just bury me in willow, not in oak
Blood to the roots.... Red All around the Old Oak Deep into the ground they buried them Indians of ancient times Saw it as a holy shrine Can you
it's on a final run Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Blowing like she never blowed before Little light blinking, red light glowing Blowing like
can stand I've been meek And hard like an oak I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke Friends will arrive, friends will disappear If you
and I got woodpiles on my mind I got maple, ash, hickory, white oak, red oak, black cherry, oh I've even got some locust and osage I got a walnut left
But I've seen it there in old love letters Stuck to the fridge on a post-it note Red lipstick on a bathroom mirror Or tucked in the pocket
on Ellis Drive Is where I felt most alive The oak tree covered that old Ford I miss it Lord I miss it Lord These blood red eyes Don't see so good
red/I read And only saints say such things as these (about the marks on your throat) Under the oak and the iron under the fat and the thick
on Ellis Drive Is where I felt most alive The oak tree covered that old Ford I miss it Lord I miss it Lord These blood red eyes Don't see so good
own native locales. If you wanna see young acorns Growing into oaks, you gotta See the fellas and gals. And inspecting extra special, A bunch
generation cotton fields My bloodline runs right through the heart of a small town A don't blink main street where the concrete runs out Hundred-year oak,
Silver cholla will get ya Mistletoe, catclaw acacia will get ya Cheesebush, creosote aroma, yucca brevifolia Piñon, tamarisk, dez oak, manzanita
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Nuggets of moonbeams in my hand You got all the love, honey baby, I can stand I been down, high like an oak I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke
I often wish that I could see my old hometown once more The old red school I went to with the little girl next door I see that stopper bobbin' when
every single fencepost Every rock that goes around I've been staring at the red oak Where I know they'll lay me down The fields ain't what they once
ON A SMALL TOWN WATER TANK CARVED IN OAK, OR TATTOOED ON THE SKIN LOVE MOVES THE HEART, BUT GOD MOVES THE PEN IT’S I MISS YOU DADDY IN BLUE CRAYOLA X’S
Poor, poor Lenore carried off by crows As she wandered alone where the red oaks grow Black, black were their beaks twisted in her hair And black
Times are tough for English babies Send the army and the navy Beat up strangers who talk funny Take their greasy foreign money Skin shop, red
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