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there is a country full of wine
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
my sorrow, when she's here with me
listen to the sounding sea
out of the deep and the dark
the old west, the old time
with joy and wonder
when a deed is done for freedom
as i lie roofed in, screened in
since i have felt the sense of death
stern cold man

 



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