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Tale Of The Gingerbread Man lyrics
You're mine, you're mine all mine
Following the signs in your mind
You're mine, you're mine, all mine
Bring me the head of the preacher
Man in the sickening daze
O, the rotting sun washes down
The moonshine boys, the vultures drool
They pluck the gold dust from his eyes
And pick his bones until they're clean
The book of sorrows, the American dreams
Bring me the head of the preacher man
On the blazing trail
Heaven holds lone star promise El Dorado
The insane theater, once more we rise
To drain the last of liquid sleep
The gift of chance
Eating the worm as the vapor drops and dances
And everything stops and dances
Bring me the head of the preacher man
We tumble down these lonely days
You're mine, you're mine all mine
Following the signs in your mind
Part of these releases
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- Track 12 on Country Blues for Kids
- 11 Everything Is Gonna Be Allright
- 13 Bicycle Built For Two
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