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Lonesome Wyatt And The Holy Spooks
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The Golden Rule
On a cold winter night With the moon, big and bright As the town lay asleep in their beds
Near the old rusted gate By the side of gate Lay Mary with an axe in 'er head
In the morning they found Her sad withered bones Some children just walking to school
They screamed at the sight And in a strange morning light And whispered the golden rule
Poor Mary Moore Her short life is o'er She will do unto them What they did to her
Then Mary did rise Wiped the blood from 'er eyes Then told them to follow her lead
They got right in line And the stumbled behind For this girl they would do any deed
From house to stone house もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com They wandered about And slaughtered whomever they'd see
Woman or man The mothers the dads Without hesitation or greed
Poor Mary Moore Her short life is o'er She will do unto them What they did to her
Then Mary did grin Took an axe in 'er hand And chopped down the children like weeds
She had to be sure So she murdered them all Till the blood it did pour through the streets
And I know you have seen Like the haunt of a dream This girl so fair and unclean
Teaching the youth Forever the truth This world is vicious and mean
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