Dark And Bloody Ground

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[Verse 1]
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I've been going like a quarry slave at night
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All busted down and burning for my bed
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I've been thinking about a woman in a wild Kentucky town
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Where the mountains are high near Harlan,
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where the whirlpools twirl on down
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where my secret can be found
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In the dark and bloody ground...

[Verse 2]
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Oh how I missed you
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Oh how I've cried
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I'd like to lay down by my side
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Love you just once before I die
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And I'd be gentle, and I'd never hurt you
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And God might send a moonbeam
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Lay us down in pleasant dreams
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Whatsoever things are lovely
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Whatsoever things are true
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Whatsoever things are kind and pure thank you, these things...
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And God might send down a moonbeam
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And lay us down in pleasant dreams.

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[Verse 3]
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Dewy was my best friend, he was tall
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Stood six foot nine against the wall
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We both loved the same girl, but Dewy he went bad
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And I guess you could say it made one mad
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He didn't have to do those awful things to you
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Yeah Dewy really made me sick
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But I guess it takes two heels to click
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I took my nine pound hammer, swung it hard and swung it round
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I kicked him in the temple, watched him fall to the ground wooaaahhhh
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My blade found its mark in the dark, and that blood flowed in the sand
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From that tall Kentucky man
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Oh hell hath no fury like the blues
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When a man's got on his killing shoes
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In the dark and bloody ground
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In the dark and bloody ground
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In the dark and bloody ground
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In the dark and bloody ground