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I had a lover, name was Grace
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She found me down in a lonely place
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She dug me out with an old jar bow
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She dressed me up for to take me home
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She fed me words that I could not taste
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For I had no tongue, it had been replaced
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By a green and a-growin' flower which grew
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And I knew if I ever spoke I would speak true
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We lived together in an old hotel
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Broke-down palace with a wishing well
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The neighbour girl taught me how to spell
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And how to steal what I could not sell
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But I fed my tongue on the devil's rum
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And a roadhouse run by a godless bum
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On a drunken night with a stolen gun
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I shot my lover as she made to run
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The judge said "Son, what have you done?"
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But I didn't speak a word, no I didn't speak one
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And the judge sent me away
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And they buried my Grace, yeah, the very next day
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They sent me out on a midnight train
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In the rain rollin' down through the dusty plain
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4 men sittin' with an old shotgun
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silver stars pinned on everyone
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They busted my mouth for to get at my tongue
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To see just how this had all begun
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So I opened my mouth like a dragon's breath
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I only spoke truth, but it only brought death
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And I laid those boys to rest
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For the truth in truth is a terrible jest
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For there ain't no road but the road to home
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There ain't no crops but the one's you've sown
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And if you learn one thing from me
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You better guard your tongue like your enemy
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I came to ground in a one horse town
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On the western rim where the sun go down
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Where a branded man might start again
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For to ride his rung, for to lose his sin
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But my tongue kept growing, it would not cease
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I grew quite weary, couldn't get no release
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So I went to the magistrate and turned myself in
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Picked up a shovel and he made the grin
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And they planted me by the sea
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Now the birds of the air make nests on me
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