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A crooked road on a country mile The widow walks from a letter found (And) ties her hands in knots and chokes her disbelief (That) what's done is done and it's dine for good Afterwards Aftershocks in afterhours The truth it blurs O glass palace O glass palace Cleaned his guns for those who dug his grave The bullets flew, his luck it finally came |
That crooked road was long and he would never see it Crawled in a ditch and then he almost prayed Afterwards Aftershocks in afterhours The truth it blurs O glass palace O glass palace Heard it all I heard it shatter Afterwards |
Aftershocks in afterhours The truth it blurs O glass palace O glass palace Heard it all I heard it shatter Sallysally@usa.net |
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Walkabouts song lyrics
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