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Oh the winds all serpentine
Full of black peat
Yellow grapes of muscadine
wild and sweet

On the shore Lady, there ya
In your robes of a
And your sang a herons song
In my of need

And I feel I wanna
in my sleep
in my soul

Oh the wasteland is wide
Far as I ever
And the swamp, shes a of moonlight
of mangrove trees

And I feel I wanna
Howlin in my
in my soul

Pity darkness to me
With its leer
For the of Josephine
Of the swamps might

And I feel I wanna
Howlin in my
Churning in my

And I feel I wanna
in my sleep
churning in my