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You can see us there
working hard on the plains
and from dawn to dusk
is there just one moment
for my gal and me ???
We miss our children so much

then you know :


Sally and her sons
have died in the flu.

And then in her farm
the stables she painted
in orange and blue
have fallen into dust.


Wind was where she loved
riding far out of the trails !
Many tried to fight her
but she knocked !

 

Sunday at the town
we were few in the church...
Reverend
Hollis Grant
has sputtered old sermons

in a ghosty way.

He looked drunk, scared.
So I've played the organ...

 

Old maid Mac Dherton
said there're no angels...
...and that all we need
is to take
care of the horses,
and all the cattle and crops
.

 

 

Wind was where she loved
riding far out of the trails !
Many tried to fight her
but she knocked !

 

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Home is where we love

And I run through the dust
to dive in
the ocean
of your smile 

 

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