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Hadn't been long in this land of theft 'til he made it to the water
'Tween the tracks and the lake he took his place
Paying money to the crown
And the trees were felled midst the sour smell
Of burning poison ivy
And that road unpaved would become his grave
38 years from that now
Christened it with 3 letters that came
First in the name of his three women
Motors mix water and gas the same
Put in a dock so they could go swimming
The same metal he'd used to forge nazi horseshoes
Now he'd pound it into railings
The iron was wrought and ever so hot
as his temper became after drinking
The earth was cracked, yeah all too packed
Hardly good for growing for eating
So he'd import manure, so pungent and pure
To waken her peasant feelings
Trilliums line the ditch and the road
Rails get torn up as the train lines slow
War orphans beat cuz they've been beaten
And he'd beat the land
He'd beat the land.

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from One Hundred Dollars - Forest of Tears (2008), released August 1, 2008

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