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Poor Mouth
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Is anything as lovely to me,
as the truth in love
I'll take it over freedom any day
It brings me ever and this time to my knees,
and on my knees I run away
Yes I know your sticks and stones they,
they will easily break these bones and
And all my words come back to haunt me, yeah
I will put my strength into,
the things left standing
I am hoarse with wild eyes,
no debts outstanding
My hands are yours my brother,
you can take my coat as well
My eyes are yours sister,
and my heart
And my heart in which he dwells
Heard the voice of my master callin' me,
from deep in the hollow
Said that I must follow him there, yeah
Is any place darker for me,
with all them wolves about
Well it's a poor mouth that I wear
My hands are yours my brother,
you can take my coat as well
My eyes are yours sister
and my heart
And my heart in which he dwells
Living from hand to poor mouth
You an' me an' my secret south
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