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I'll sing your soul to sleep underneath your hanging tree
Where the elders swing and twilight's dim
Fires burn, wood line glows, hooded men ride off like ghosts
Linen face hides their grin
Time moves on the young folks grow
Forgot their dreams in the Land of Crow
Where broken men hum songs to cope
Where my mama said I should forgive you
The Good Book says I have to let it go

In the Land of Crow

I'll sing your soul to sleep underneath your hanging tree
Where the fruit is sweet, but the days seem long
Chase those girls down muddy streams
Tear their gowns and rip their sheets
Where the tears beat blood clay roads
Sun burns on skin black like coal
Freedom stings in the Land of Crow
Where shackled men were bought and sold
Where my mama cried "I can't continue"
Where the boss man says "Boy, you better move along"

In the Land of Crow

I'll sing your soul to sleep underneath your hanging tree where the fruit is sweet.

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from Land of Crow, released October 2, 2020

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