Lyrics Goddamn You, Jim - The Felice Brothers
                                                Winter 
                                                passed 
                                                without 
                                                    a 
                                                glaze, 
                                                took 
                                                our 
                                                only 
                                                boy 
                                                at 
                                                last
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                cried 
                                                God's 
                                                arms 
                                                were 
                                                    a 
                                                blind 
                                                an' 
                                                bleeding 
                                                ocean
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blooming 
                                                spring 
                                                brought 
                                                all 
                                                    I 
                                                need
 
                                    
                                
                                                Warmth 
                                                and 
                                                rain 
                                                for 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                seed 
                                                my 
                                                earth, 
                                                good 
                                                earth 
                                                for 
                                                our 
                                                boy 
                                                to 
                                                lie 
                                                in
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                summer 
                                                    I 
                                                worked 
                                                the 
                                                land
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                walked 
                                                like 
                                                she 
                                                still 
                                                held 
                                                his 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                swear 
                                                to 
                                                God 
                                                    I 
                                                saw 
                                                her 
                                                once 
                                                of 
                                                trace 
                                                a'smiling.
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                autumn, 
                                                my 
                                                gold 
                                                wheat 
                                                swaying,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                cut 
                                                her 
                                                down 
                                                from 
                                                where 
                                                she 
                                                was 
                                                swinging
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                said: 
                                                Goddamn 
                                                you, 
                                                Jim, 
                                                up 
                                                there 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                hear 
                                                him 
                                                laughing
 
                                    
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