And they pulled a wooden crate
'bout six feet long
I could read the news in their downcast eyes
My boy had passed away
So I stepped inside
'cause there was nothin' left to say
Well, the men arrived as the sun began to set And they pulled a wooden crate 'bout six feet long I could read the news in their downcast eyes My boy had passed away So I stepped inside 'cause there was nothin' left to say Explain Request ×
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