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Nick Cave The Bad Seeds Henry S Dream

her groaning in the dirt To see her clicking tongue crack dry O brother, buy me one more drink One more drink and then goodbye And do not mock me when I say Let's

: When I first came to town All the people gathered round They bought me drinks Lord, how they quickly changed their tune When I first came to town

down with a fist of lead We bed in a bucket of butcher's knives A awake with a hatchet hanging over my head Well you know the story of the viper It's

And the rain pissed down upon me And washed me all away Saying Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa

her groaning in the dirt To see her clicking tongue crack dry O brother, buy me one more drink One more drink and then goodbye And do not mock me when I say Let's

that strew of wreckage Forever at the heel of your boot I had a dream I had a dream I had a dream, Joe I had a dream I had a dream I had a dream, Joe

stay And the rain pissed down upon me And washed me all away Saying Papa won't leave you, Henry Papa won't leave you, Boy Papa won't leave you, Henry

a boy of no means With no shoes on his feet And a knife in his jeans Along the loom of the land The mission bells peeled From the tower at Saint Mary's

the dance floor And I'm standing over by the bandstand Every eye gaping on John Finn's wife Yeah, every eye gaping on John Finn's wife Now John Finn's