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[00:00.30]If I could get the water fowl to follow me
[00:05.80]Straight into the weeds, distribute the seeds
[00:12.10]These are the verses I would sing
[00:16.80]As they cock their heads and waive their wings
[00:22.60]To these oaken birches I would cling
[00:27.80]Till left for dead, hewing and hammering
[00:54.45]On the Kennebec we settled on mugwumpery
[00:59.93]Granite, rye, grist and corn
[01:05.10]And claimed respect with metal, luck and dignity
[01:10.80]Fifty rods and ten are bore
[01:16.48]These are the wishes of the dead
[01:21.70]Raise up your flag, hold up high your head
[01:27.50]Care for the fields that bear your bread
[01:32.38]And net your shad along the river bed
[01:59.51]Sometimes I reach up and pull across the shade
[02:05.73]Oh too beautiful, I can’t concentrate
[02:12.00]Sometimes I can’t seem to hold the cross we made
[02:17.25]Hands are full, hammer and spade
[02:22.58]These are the wishes of the dead
[02:27.51]Raise up your flag, hold up high your head
[02:33.19]Care for the fields that bear your bread
[02:38.71]Net your shad along the river