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Joe Pug
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The Servant's Ace
There's a bird, fair and gold, whom my owners do hold. She refuses to make them a sound. How it pains them to think that for me she does sing While I carry their riches around.
I might work in their fields, bear them their meals I might carry the letters they send. There's a treasure, I know, buried deeply below That will shatter the shovels of men.
There are children of theirs in the bedroom upstairs. I taught them their letters and words. They refuse to be heirs and inherit their share Of a fortune that they never earned.
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 I might sleep in their fold, do as I'm told. I might shepherd the young that they tend. There's a silence I leave in the spaces between That will shadow the lessons of them.
I might meet on the shores they defend, handle the money they lend. I might shackle the hands they condemn. There's a treasure, I know, buried deeply below That will shatter the shovels of men.
There's a bird, fair and gold, whom my owners do hold. She refuses to make them a sound.
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