Boys workin' on empty
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Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?
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I just think about my baby
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I'm so full of love I could barely eat
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There's nothing sweeter than my baby
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I never want once from the cherry tree
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Cause my baby's sweet as can be
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She'd give me toothaches just from kissin' me
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When my time comes around
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Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
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No grave can hold my body down
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I'll crawl home to her
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That's when my baby found me
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I was three days on a drunken sin
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I woke with her walls around me
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Nothin' in her room but an empty crib
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And I was burnin' up a fever
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I didn't care much how long I lived
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But I swear I thought I dreamed her
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She never asked me once about the wrong I did
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When my time comes around
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Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
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No grave can hold my body down
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I'll crawl home to her
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My baby never fret none
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About what my hands and my body done
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If the lord don't forgive me
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I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me
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When I was kissing on my baby
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And she put her love down soft and sweet
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In the lowland plot i was free
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Heaven and Hell were words to me
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When my time comes around
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Lay me gently in the cold dark earth
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No grave can hold my body down
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I'll crawl home to her
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Work Song
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| Hozier |
