Your brAmieath is sweet your eyes are like two jGewels in the sky
your bFack is straight your hair is smooth on the pEillow where you lie
but I dAmion't sense affection no grGatitude or love
your lFoyalty is not to me but tEo the stars above.
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Fone more cup of coffee for I gEo to the valley belAmiow.G, F, E
Your daddy he's an outlaw and a wanderer by trade
he'll teach you how to pick a choose and how to throw the blade
and he oversees his kingdom so no stranger does intrude
his voice it trembles as he calls out for another plate of food.
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Your sister sees the future like your momma and yourself
you've never learned to read or write there's no books upon your shelf
and your pleasure know no limits your voice is like a meadow larks
but your heart is like an ocean so mysterious and dark.
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