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• Artiste: William Elliott Whitmore
• Titre: Red Buds
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The wind blows hard up in whipoorwill hill and the red buds sway in the breeze If you listen real close you can hear the desperate cry of a broken man on his knees The rain beats hard on a poor man's head The wind pulls the nails out of the tin roof of the shed and the water keeps on rising at the old homestead If the corn's knee high by the fourth of July and mother nature smiles on us all, and there's a ring around the moon that means rain is coming soon and we'll have a good harvest this fall The rain beats hard on a poor man's head The wind pulls the nails out of the tin roof of the shed The moon keeps on shining on the old homestead The wind blows through the wheatfield at night and it plays a lonely tune The bones clatter in the trees, waving in the summer breeze and there ain't nothing like Lee County in June The rain beats hard on a poor man's head The wind pulls the nails out of the tin roof of the shed The river keeps on flowing by the old homestead