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Sun's so high, waterhole's dry, |
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I wanna give up but I don't know why, |
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Sun's so hot that meat cooks in the shade. |
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Saw a lamb and it was chocking on death, |
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It's mother kicked and broken it's neck, |
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I 'ain't ever seen blood and milk mix so divine, |
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I never such beauty so malign. |
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Brother said bourbon never done me good, |
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Neither did a face full of campfire soot, |
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Them burning Alport coals sting like a bitch. |
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I catch a lift on the last bus home, |
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To the end of the line for the coppers I own, |
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I get thrown off, hit on, beat up before I drown, |
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In the murky backwaters I lay my body down. |
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Fifty stars above my head |
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and thirteen scars run through my chest, |
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Blue and red blood fuck up my veins. |
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Blackened eyes and purple nose, |
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I got missing teeth, got a lot of those. |
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Marygold you never done me no harm. |
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Marygold in debt to you, |
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Don't ever wanna say the things I've thought of you. |
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Marygold I wrote you a love song. |
