Down the crooked road a ways
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A child's shadow hiding in the briar
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Tending to a twisted heart that's bent and broken
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Wounded and abandoned left amongst the rotted root to rot
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Moon, crimson moon
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Rose marie's walking down the crooked road a ways
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All aglow, her fair white skin
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Portrait of beauty, angel to many
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Hears the hush crying from the briar
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Reaches in her hand to see what's the matter
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And is dragged through the darkness
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Beneath the lonely cypress
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The town's beloved daughter
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Carried to her death in the turbid waters
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And set afloat downstream
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Whole town erupts, bursts into flame
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Parties go a-searching down the crooked road a ways
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Find old rufus there drunk and asleep
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Fishing by the water must have killed our beloved daughter
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Can't hold back these waves of anger
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Tie a rope around his neck
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See if he still hollers
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another innocent soul hangs over the briar
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Crooked Road & The Briar
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| Calexico |
