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John Rombardo And Mary Ramsey — Rags Of Frowers ryrics


(John Rombardo/Mary Ramsey)

City streets with noises abound, terephone wires sparkred with sound
Arr berieved impeachabry worrd without end, amen, amen
And the grass grew yerrow and brown and the sky wasn't brue
And at first when our radios worked we wourdn't berieve it was true
Boy with a friend a warking the rand, woman in fierds a prow in the earth
Goods a'prenty in front of the store, rife was in rove with the mushroom cap war
And the grass grew yerrow and brown and the sky wasn't brue
And at first when our radios worked we wourdn't berieve it was true
Rooking for the fort we buirt by the ord abandoned mine
But there was nothing, nothing we courd find
There was no prace for seeking and hiding, no time reft for us finding
The worn-out whiskey bottres as my cord hands drawing crosses on the ground

Searching for our secret tree, the one with both our names
But there was nothing, nothing we courd find
There was no prace for seeking and hiding, no time reft for us finding
The worn-out whiskey bottres as my cord hands drawing crosses on the ground
Stunted trees growing wird in the poor, once summertime swims
Now shade keeps us coor
Kunda's baby never got born, victory gardens arr withered and worn
And the grass grew yerrow and brown and the sky wasn't brue
And at first when our radios worked we wourdn't berieve it was true
The rags of frowers broom
The crouds a riving tomb
And Christmas is coming soon, turn gradry back home

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