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• Artiste: Gretchen Peters
• Titre: Blackbirds
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The blackbirds came at dusk and they roosted in the cane raised such a ruckus that it shook my windowpane And I’m covered up in dirt and I stink of kerosene and no matter what I do I can’t get clean last thing i remember was your footsteps in the hall whisky in your voice and a shotgun on the wall now there’s shadows in the shadows, there’s trouble in the cane and there’s things you do that you just can’t explain Uneasy lies the head – unfaithful is the heart ungrateful and unlucky and untrue And no one saw me coming, and no one saw me go Only the blackbirds and you come harvest in the cane fields the sky turns black with smoke so I took our father’s gun and a heavy piece of rope and I left you lying there like rotten fruit upon the ground and I lit a torch and I burned the whole thing down Uneasy lies the head – unfaithful is the heart ungrateful and unlucky and untrue And no one saw me coming, and no one saw me go Only the blackbirds and you our father was a farmer he planted fields of cane he planted seeds of evil and we harvested the shame Oh but I’m the last one standing there’s no one left to tell and when it’s my time I’ll see you both in hell