Murder in Michigan

David Vandervelde

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    Black eyed Suzanne where have you been?
    You've made up your mind about tellin' a friend
    Our comfort once robbed you of passion and pain
    From the home that you stayed in, the bed where you layed

    Oh, my black-eyed Suzanne

    I cannot remove the sand from my sheets
    I will not erase the scent of defeat
    Maybe I'll see you again

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    Oh, my black-eyed Suzanne

    Black-eyed Suzanne, submissive and kind
    Nocturnal mistress with me and my mind
    You've buried those pictures from when you were young
    There's no more smothering the songs that you sung
    When will you learn that you get what you deserve?

    Oh, my black-eyed Suzanne

    Wrapped you in blankets and dragged you through the rain
    May God forgive me for killing you in vain
    Now you're the flower that's growing from your grave

    Oh my black-eyed Suzanne

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    Composition: David Vandervelde

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