Rock, salt and nails

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On the banks of the river where the willow hang down 
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Where the wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound 
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Down in the hollow where the water runs cold 
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It was there I first listened to the lies that you told 
 
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Now I lie on my bed and I see your sweet face 
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And the past I remember time cannot erase 
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The letter you wrote me it was written in shame 
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And I know that your conscience still echos my name 
 
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Now the nights are so lonely   lord sorrow runs deep 
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Nothing is worse than a night without sleep 
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I walk out alone and look at the sky 
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Too empty to sing too loneseome to cry 
 
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Now if the ladies were blackbirds if the ladies were thrushes 
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I'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold marshes 
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If the ladies were squirrels  with them high bushy tails 
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I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails 
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I'd fill up my shotgun with rock salt and nails