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 Well he came from northern ireland 
Searching for the free man's ground 
And he came to bet his fortune 
On a west virginia plow 
He built a house of timber 
And raised a redhead son 
Then they worked the land together 
And prayed the rain would come. 
There's a scarecrow in the garden 
That looks like lucifer 
And I've been reading revelations 
With my bare feet in the dirt. 
Well the redhead son got older 
And took a brown eyed wife 
And the fields were green as dollars 
Cause the dirt was black as night 
I came in late september 
The youngest one of three 
And my sisters off and married 
So the land was left to me. 
There's a scarecrow in the garden 
That looks like lucifer 
And I've been reading revelations 
With my bare feet in the dirt. 
I know every single fence post 
Every rock to go around 
I've been staring at the red oak 
Where I know they'll lay me down. 
The fields ain't what they once were 
The rains just seem to flood 
And I've been thinking about that river 
Wondering how it turns to blood. 
I've been sitting here all morning 
I was sitting here all night 
There's a bible in my left hand 
And a pistol in my right. 
 
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