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The girl I love waits for me now
She'll be standing by the well
She may have to wait until it's dry
Because I am off to hell

Speed the Plough
Just another diamond day
Just a blade of grass
Just another bale of hay
And the horses pass

Just another field to plough
Just a grain of wheat
Just
Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
An October's day, towards evening
Sweat-embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest
Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
An October's day, towards evening
Sweat-embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest
Iron-clad feather-feet pounding the dust
An October's day, towards evening
Sweat-embossed veins standing proud to the plough
Salt on a deep chest
I'm a snow plough
I must now plough on
I'm a snow plough
I'm a settler's son
I'm a storm cloud
Rain myself all over the place
I'm a storm cloud
A flaxen-headed cowboy, as simple as may be,
And next a merry plough boy, I whistled o'er the lea;
But now a saucy footman, I strut in worsted
Lord is my shotgun
Your Satan's jewel
Plough your death valley
Sow my seed in you

Bury you alive
Bury you alive
Bury you alive
Bury you alive
and a man who says, "So here you are--the boy who broke the plough,
who struck his father down, who told us to be damned
and betrayed us to the Englishman!"
began to turn,
As it squirmed in the palm of my hand;
I began to understand 
Why it is,
The worm forgives the plough.

In my heart I can still feel,
in Texas and all wearin' jeans

I'm a country plough-boy, not a urban cowboy
And I don't ride bulls but I have fought some men
Drive a pickup
as a feather
Heavy as the weather
If it was rainstorms

Put our hands together to plough obey
It's like a show was over 
But we're too scared to walk away
Better Than I Turned Out To Be
I've Lived This Life Behind The Plough And Harrow
In My Next Life I'll Make You Proud Of Me

The Muscles In His Arms
in Texas and all wearin' jeans

I'm a country plough-boy, not a urban cowboy
And I don't ride bulls but I have fought some men
Drive a pickup
of brotherhood,
And love is lord of all

But man has come to plough the tide,
The oak lies on the ground
I hear their tires in the fields,
They drive
[Incomprehensible]

Farewell, farewell
Godspeed, Titanic
From your berth glide free

As you plough the deep
In your arms I'll keep
Safely west may
would make you lie
Could I be the dirt
In your irreverent smile
Please pass the dirt 
I'll have some on mine

[Chorus]

Drag me down and plough me
to carriage
And it ploughs through the city, and everyone rides the Train
It ploughs a primal instinct to rail against better sense

The Train is always
The lark in the morning she rises off her nest
And goes off in the air with the dew on her breast
Like a jolly plough boy she whistles and she
One person calls someone to pour the water, because it takes
Two to pour the water, to plough takes two as well, but only one to hold up
The sky.
yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in
[PROF. JONES:] Good evening. 
One of the main elements in any assessment of the medieval open-field farming system is the availability of plough
Would the rain, the frozen rain
Be as cold upon your forehead
As the tears that plough your beaten face again
Would the rain

Could your hands, your
Pictures a guy ??? happy
??? let you go
Swim the sweat to plough through open skies
You disguise the weapon
I look up the light (?)
Close your eyes
You

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