Behind the mountains where the Cuckoo sings
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They tried to mine a miner for his golden veins
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But a gut gets lonely and a guy gets sick
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Evil woman you¡¯re bound to make a mess of it
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She laid me down in her golden sheets
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Lord save me, Lord I was knee deep
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Well a hundred soldiers and a thousand men
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Couldn¡¯t drag me down but I¡¯m back on my knees again
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Wanna leave, wanna go
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That woman is a devil yes I know
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But I know more than you think I do
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You got a hole in your face where I can see through you
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Well holy me, you¡¯ve got devils in your sleeves
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With the bull in your court you¡¯re bound
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To make a mew of me
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Wanna leave, wanna go
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That woman is a devil yes I know
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Bound
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| Matt Costa |
