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Josephine Of The Swamps lyrics
Oh the slough winds all serpentine
Full of black delta peat
Yellow bronze grapes of muscadine
Growing wild and sweet
On the shore Lady, there ya were
In your robes of a queen
And your lips sang a herons song
In my hour of need
And I feel I wanna crow
Howlin in my sleep
Churning in my soul
Josephine
Oh the wasteland is plenty wide
Far as I ever seen
And the swamp, shes a full of moonlight
Full of mangrove trees
And I feel I wanna crow
Howlin in my sleep
Churning in my soul
Josephine
Pity darkness to follow me
With its crocodile leer
For the hatchet of Josephine
Of the swamps might appear
And I feel I wanna crow
Howlin in my sleep
Churning in my soul
Josephine
And I feel I wanna crow
howlin in my sleep
churning in my soul
Josephine
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- Track 7 on Virginia Creeper
- 6 Calamity Jane
- 8 Far End Of The Night
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