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Cross her off your short list My blood is a red winged bird The way will be lit by the bridges we burn, oh And come, tornado, carry my away from the croft Ruffle my hair, bear my body aloft, oh As the cutlass came down on a Saturday night Left an unplanted field, left my daughter and wife Called away into service for a clerical life Left an unplanted field, left my daughter and wife Thought I was a sad boy Now I know, I know, I know I was wrong Since you came alone I can see how content I had been It'll drive a man crazy to age from the outside in But I have a plan, it's a trick with the prick of a pin As the cutlass came down on a Saturday night Left an unplanted field, left my daughter and wife Called away into service for a clerical life Left an unplanted field, left my daughter and wife For a man can be bought and a man can be sold And the price of a hundred thousand unwatered souls Is a bit of meat and a bit of coal It's a bit of meat and a bit of coal It's a little bit of meat and coal |