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Crow Jane Crow Jane |
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Crow Jane |
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Horrors in her head |
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That her tongue dare not name |
| [00:47.69] |
She lives alone by the river |
| [00:51.81] |
The rolling rivers of pain |
| [00:55.63] |
Crow Jane Crow Jane |
| [01:04.69] |
Crow Jane Ah hah huh |
| [01:11.73] |
There is one shining eye on a hard-hat |
| [01:15.54] |
The company closed down the mine |
| [01:19.48] |
Winking on waters they came |
| [01:23.36] |
Twenty hard-hats, twenty eyes |
| [01:28.06] |
In her clapboard shack |
| [01:28.75] |
Only six foot by five |
| [01:35.29] |
They killed all her whiskey |
| [01:39.04] |
And poured their pistols dry |
| [01:43.75] |
Crow Jane Crow Jane |
| [01:51.74] |
Crow Jane Ah hah huh |
| [01:59.13] |
Seems you've remembered |
| [02:02.88] |
How to sleep, how to sleep |
| [02:06.69] |
The house dogs are in your turnips |
| [02:10.56] |
And your yard dogs are running all over the street |
| [02:15.00] |
Crow Jane Crow Jane |
| [02:22.88] |
Crow Jane Ah hah huh |
| [02:31.69] |
"O Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson |
| [02:34.32] |
Why you close up shop so late?" |
| [02:37.63] |
"Just fitted out a girl who looked like a bird |
| [02:42.31] |
Measured .32, .44, .38 |
| [02:45.88] |
I asked that girl which road she was taking |
| [02:49.93] |
Said she was walking the road of hate |
| [02:53.56] |
But she stopped on a coal-trolley up to New Haven |
| [02:58.32] |
Population: 48" |
| [03:01.57] |
Crow Jane Crow Jane |
| [03:10.01] |
Crow Jane Ah hah huh |
| [03:17.50] |
Your guns are drunk and smoking |
| [03:24.01] |
They've followed you right back to your gate |
| [03:26.06] |
Laughing all the way back from the new town |
| [03:29.38] |
Population, now, 28 |
| [03:30.07] |
Crow Jane Crow Jane |
| [03:31.50] |
Crow Jane Ah hah huh |
