One more man gone
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One more man gone
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One more man is gone
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The good son walks into the field
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He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands
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But down in his heart now
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He lays down his queer plans
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Against his brother and against his family
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Yet he worships his brother
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And he worships his mother
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But it's his father, he says, is an unfair man
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The good son
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The good son
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The good son
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The good son has sat and often wept
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Beneath a malign star by which he's kept
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And the night-time in which he's wrapped
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Speaks of good and speaks of evil
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And he calls to his mother
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And he calls to his father
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But they are deaf in the shadows
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Of his brother's truancy
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The good son
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The good son
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The good son
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The good son
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And he curses his mother
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And he curses his father
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And he curses his virtue like an unclean thing
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The good son
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The good son
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The good son
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One more man gone
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One more man gone
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One more man
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One more man gone
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One more man gone
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One more man
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One more man gone
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One more man gone
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One more man
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(Repeat)
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The Good Son (Nick Cave Version)
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| Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds |
