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A Body on the StepPut on your Sundays,
We're gonna dig a hole
Put on your Sundays,
We're gonna dig a hole
Put on your Sundays,
We're gonna dig a hole
Put on your Sundays,
We're gonna dig a hole
LullabyHush falls the evening
And tickles the bell
One freckle, three freckle, four
Hush falls the evening
And tickles the bell
Love, close your eyes
There are stories to tell
Troubles and marks and sakes to keep
The Six-Mile InnPretty Lavinia
Of the Six and Five Mile Inns
Work the lost parlors
In a Town of missing men
Carolina swamp juice
By the finger
As she lingers
Pretty, pretty, pretty Lavinia.