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lies green and my corn is unshorn, My barn is to build and my baby unborn, My barn is to build and my baby unborn." Saddled and bridled and booted rode
Let me speak free from scorn Stars like weeds grow unshorn They lie austere and vain Old, still as the clay Crows show our way home Night was
to slaughter Unworthy to graze A pitiful sherpard Fattened up in needless waste Herd of bleating morons Unshorn leeches Flockslaughter Bark Of the hungry Herding
I was born so long ago, the ancient scrolls were still "the scrolls" The earth's fair face untouched, unkempt, unshorn I was lost in far and near,
lies green and my corn is unshorn My barn is to build and my baby unborn My barn is to build and my baby unborn Saddled and bridled and booted rode he
guid horse but never cam he Doon cam his auld mother, greetin fu sair Oot cam his bonnie wife rivin her hair My meadow lies green and my corn is unshorn
dances. I thought there was a little place just for me, but on the wall, a shadow of an unshorn sheep, at night I must try to fall asleep, but that
had fallen, his collar torn He slept with the bottle, his face unshorn He looked at me with bloodshot eyes A beaten man can tell no lies- He
Between my two calloused hands A copia of rusted horns That sound together Yet tuned apart And I with them scream a scream Rent from my two unshorn
lose your wings unshorn As life unfolds Hold you near me when you're cold Keep you warm 'Cause I wanna do right by you You've always done right by
In declaration of war We partake in massive bloodshed Whilst the remaining freeze and die Unshorn warrior behold the burning Lovely it is the flames
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