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Shook out my in all four corners of my room
Lowly is the dust, the broom

lady, growlin' on a chain
Peacock caw the of my lover's name
The tone was and played on gut
From your aflame

Your fire for me, red as grace
The blush easily to your face
Your fire for me, red as grace
And she says that would have her

As a boy I too drew near to the of dust
Tough skin, light cowboy, idle hands they rust

Your burns for me, red as grace
The blush easily to your face
Your fire for me, red as grace
And she says that would have her

Let us allow the to build
as serpents and harmless as doves
Let's allow the to fill
Rich in mercy and brotherly

Your fire burns for me, red as
The blush came to your face
fire burns for me, red as grace
And she says that none have her