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Down In The Valley Of Hollow Logs

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Down in the Valley of Hollow Logs
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Two lovers lay in the weeds
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Safe in the net of their sweaty arms
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Safe from the wind in the trees
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My love, said the boy, you're the clear blue sky
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You're the air I gulp to breathe
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I feel you rushing through my veins
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Like the wind rushing through the trees
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My love, said the girl, you're my secret pearl
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You're a string of tiny glass beads
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You're a burning star I keep in a jar
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Safe from the wind in the trees
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Down in the Valley of Hollow Logs
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Two lovers lay back in the weeds
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Listening to the howl of hunting dogs
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And the wind howling through the trees
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Then insects ran for the underbrush
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As the wind filled the air with dead leaves
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And every stone turned slowly to dust
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As the wind tore through the trees
Bass arr. for guitar
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So the young girl pierced her lily-white breast
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Her blood poured over dark weeds
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A silver dagger through her burning heart
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Cold as the wind in the trees
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Then the boy picked up that bloody knife
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And stove it through his chest
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Farewell, farewell to the wind and the trees
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I'll die with the one I love best