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• Artiste: Farmer Boys
• Titre: Barnburner
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I was sick to deathWith that long agonyI was permitted to sitWhen she bound meShe likes spitting in my faceBut I love her so muchShe likes spitting in my faceAnd I tremble at her touchCause I'm loving you too muchCause I'm loving you too muchCause I'm loving you too muchAnd I tenderly touch youBut now I float awayTo my hideawayWhere you have not beenThat you have not seenNot even in your dreamsShe breaks my prideCan it be rightShe burns my barnShe sets it alightShe likes spitting in my faceBut I love her so muchShe likes spitting in my faceAnd I tremble at her touchCause I'm loving you too muchCause I'm loving you too muchCause I'm loving you too muchAnd I tenderly touch youBut now I float awayTo my hideawayI was sick to deathWith that long agonyI was permittet to sitWhen she unbound me