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You gotta lift up every stone now sister
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Gotta lift up every stone now sister
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Gotta lift up every stone now sister
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Gotta clear this field and build that wall
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He was the prince of the county to the manor born
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The sheets were bloody and dirty and torn
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Nobody saw nothing, not out this way
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And they probably won't until the judgement day
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CHORUS
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There was a mighty whispering down at the church
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About the son of the father of a woman got hurt
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They were looking all over for somebody to pay
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And that's you and me sister now every day
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CHORUS
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Now the sun is bloody red
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And when it's gone somebody'll be dead
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Don't you cry a tear for me
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Because I did what I could just to be free yeah
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You gotta lift up every stone now sister
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'cause one is the truth and the other's a lie
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You gotta lift up every stone now sister
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'till they tear down the wall to make you cry
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CHORUS TWICE
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We gotta clear this field and build that wall
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We gotta...
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Lift Up Every Stone
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| John Hiatt |
