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Fiddler's Green - Days Of Yore Lyrics

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  • Well he hung all his wild years
  • On a nail which he drove
  • Through his wife's lovely forehead
  • That he laid on their stove
  • Then he looked for his matches
  • And heated the heat
  • And his soul clasped its hands
  • 'Bout his deed
  • Then he took two gallons
  • Of gas in a can
  • And doused everything in the house
  • How nice it was burning
  • But he didn't look back
  • Never get caught in a trap
  • And he felt the same old freedom
  • He used to feel before
  • In days of yore
  • And his boss saw the muzzle
  • Of his old army gun
  • The trigger was pulled and he gone
  • He was catching the glimpse
  • Of forthcoming live
  • Well, you've gotta be tough to survive
  • And the earth kept on turning
  • Like in days of yore
  • As an old paltry man reached the shore
  • And he felt like a little nothing
  • But there was no more pain
  • So he jumped and thought
  • "Let's do it again"
  • And he felt the same old freedom
  • He used to feel before
  • In days of yore
  • And he felt the same old fre

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