They told me there was silver buried in her stone
Summer died in April before the flowers came
She will hold me here until I strike my dying day
I just keep on swinging, hold my hat brim low
Dig a little deeper and like a seed, I'm sown
She can break my spirit, back and arms and legs
Though I may not stand I'm not bowing to her King
They will tell you that your fortune lies this way
But don't believe the lies you're told
Spend a life time trying to dig an endless grave
For the ghosts of Calico
Hey Miss Lucy Bell Lane, why'd you have to go
I can hear your sweet song when the south wind blows
I won't forget your spirit and I won't forget your face
I'll be waiting for you if you come back some day
Take my last breath quickly, take it in my sleep
Take it when I'm dreaming of a life in San Martin
Everyone I know now's a dusty memory
I can hear the wolves delivering my eulogy
On my twenty-first day I came to Calico They told me there was silver buried in her stone Summer died in April before the flowers came She will hold me here until I strike my dying day I just keep on swinging, hold my hat brim low Dig a little deeper and like a seed, I'm sown She can break my spirit, back and arms and legs Though I may not stand I'm not bowing to her King They will tell you that your fortune lies this way But don't believe the lies you're told Spend a life time trying to dig an endless grave For the ghosts of Calico Hey Miss Lucy Bell Lane, why'd you have to go I can hear your sweet song when the south wind blows I won't forget your spirit and I won't forget your face I'll be waiting for you if you come back some day Take my last breath quickly, take it in my sleep Take it when I'm dreaming of a life in San Martin Everyone I know now's a dusty memory I can hear the wolves delivering my eulogy Explain Request ×
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