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Iron & Wine The Shepherd's Dog Carousel Almost home And I miss the bottom stair You were braiding your grey hair And it's grown so long Since I've been gone Now the perfect girls, By the pool, they would protest With crosses 'round their necks, But our sons were overseas, Reading all about the hive and the honey bees. Almost home With an olive branch and a dove You were beating on a persian rug With your bible and your wedding band Both hidden on the TV stand. In the cruel winter When the city father fell Off the county carousel While the dogs were eating snow While our sons at home get drunk And hold us close Almost home, We got lost on our new street, While your grieving girls all died in their sleep, So the dogs all went unfed, A great dream of bones all piled on the bed And the cops couldn't care, When that crackhead built a boat And said, "please, before I go May your only honor bought Be the kinship of the kid in the riot squad. |
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