[Solo]
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[Bridge]
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I'll walk down to the river where we met our pales
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Wisdom spilling like our southern friends
(Bury me in blood oil)
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Metal pail atop the rocks and moss
(Bury me in blood oil, Salt, sugar, water pale)
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Grass grips licks about our heels and bends
[Pre-Chorus]
N.C.
I'm a heading down, down, down
N.C.
Down to the river 'cause I don't believe in medicine
[Instrumental]
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[Pre-Chorus]
N.C.
When I grow out I'll be shaking dirt
N.C.
Never need the answer, I've got hands all around me
[Instrumental]
Dm Dm G C
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[Chorus]
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Tell your children we got another year coming
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Oil stains the legs of this body; Speaks in tongues and croaks: I'm heading down
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Tell your children we spent a year in this fire
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Copper bands and Hell's getting lighter, among those lines we can only get higher
[Outro]
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Tell your children we got another year coming