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• Artiste: Chuck Ragan
• Titre: Bloody Shells
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They took him in arrest with a shot through his chest And many more followed through The men folk shook their heads and said we did what we had to do While the women folk buried their heads in their hands and covered the children's eyes Before that mob turned to see Mr. Watson's children and wife crying Oh Lord, why the storm? These shores you scorn In the times we make While our lives you take Well you sent a devil down to the Ten Thousand Islands To raise cane and wreck hell Oh and now he's face down, face down in those bloody shells Here life ain't grand as sugar cane is sweet when the tides bring misery Of two young lovers shot all to hell over land while Watson's free Oh Lord, why the storm? These shores you scorn In the times we make While our lives you take Well you sent a devil down to the Ten Thousand Islands To raise cane and wreck hell Oh and now he's face down, face down in those bloody shells Boys raise an ear before you raise your iron Unless you aim with will For Edgar J. won't back down to you son And that's why he will be killed Oh Lord, why the storm? These shores you scorn In the times we make While our lives you take Well you sent a devil down to the Ten Thousand Islands To raise cane and wreck hell Oh and now he's face down, face down in those bloody shells