Lirik This Is How We Do Things in the Country - Slim Cessna\'s Auto Club
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The first and last time I met herwe were children 7 years byShe held my hand so softlyShe was perfectly shyMy family went to wandersix years in foriegn landsI returned home last eveningto take her by my hand
On about break of morningI met with my girlshe looked at me with crossed eyesso I sent her from this worldI cracked her with my shovelshe bent my shovel bladeshe still had them crossed eyesas I dug her crooked grave
This is how it's always beenthis is how we do things in the country (2x)
Long late the evening, the rains they came downwashed away her crooked gravewashed her straight into townshe nudged against Judge henryshe looked at him with cocked eyesJudge Henry's as thick as the best built dambut even he knew she'd passed on by
Later on that eveningI saught her kinfolk outI asked to sing at her funeralthey said, "son we'd be proud"my song it began to bend and breakas the box went in the groundthey dug her a brand new holewith walls true up and down.
this is how it's alway beenthis is how we do things in the country (2x)
Late in the dark timesI went creeping round the townInto every pineboard shedall their tools I did foundI put them in my vice gripturned them to the left and rightreturned them to their toolshedsstraightened out the town with might
Now when they hoe a gardeneverything angles to the northeastwhen they raise a new buildingwell it leans askew and lord does it creakNow when they shape a new toolfrom the ones I made unstraightsee everywhich way which they cross it uplord these crooked gravesthey will be our fate.
This is how it's always beenthis is how we do things in the country.
On about break of morningI met with my girlshe looked at me with crossed eyesso I sent her from this worldI cracked her with my shovelshe bent my shovel bladeshe still had them crossed eyesas I dug her crooked grave
This is how it's always beenthis is how we do things in the country (2x)
Long late the evening, the rains they came downwashed away her crooked gravewashed her straight into townshe nudged against Judge henryshe looked at him with cocked eyesJudge Henry's as thick as the best built dambut even he knew she'd passed on by
Later on that eveningI saught her kinfolk outI asked to sing at her funeralthey said, "son we'd be proud"my song it began to bend and breakas the box went in the groundthey dug her a brand new holewith walls true up and down.
this is how it's alway beenthis is how we do things in the country (2x)
Late in the dark timesI went creeping round the townInto every pineboard shedall their tools I did foundI put them in my vice gripturned them to the left and rightreturned them to their toolshedsstraightened out the town with might
Now when they hoe a gardeneverything angles to the northeastwhen they raise a new buildingwell it leans askew and lord does it creakNow when they shape a new toolfrom the ones I made unstraightsee everywhich way which they cross it uplord these crooked gravesthey will be our fate.
This is how it's always beenthis is how we do things in the country.
