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There's grievin' in the country |
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There's sorrow in the sand. |
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There's sobbin' in the shanty |
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And there's anger in the land. |
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A woman broods in silence |
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Close beside an open door; |
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Flung on her flimsy doorstep |
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Lies a corpse upon the floor. |
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"You'll not ask me why I'm silent" |
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The woman said to me; |
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Her two eyes blazed in anger |
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And her throat throbbed agony. |
| [01:46.85] |
Once my heart could cry in sorrow |
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Now it lies there on the floor |
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In the ashes by the hearthstone; |
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They can't hurt it anymore. |
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|
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Oh, let the wind go cryin' yonder |
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In the tree-tops by the spring |
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Let it's voice be soft and feelin' |
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Like it was a livin' thing. |
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|
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There's grievin' in the country |
| [03:10.92] |
There's sorrow in the sand. |
| [03:19.63] |
There's sobbin' in the shanty |
| [03:26.92] |
And there's anger in the land. |
| [03:36.26] |
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