Shakey Graves - The donor blues
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DFound my Afingers Gup north in the forest of the DfeArnG
Yeah I Dblame them Awords for Gall I've learned D A G
Well I Dwatched my Awits Gwalk west where the money is DeaArnGed
Just to Dstrut my Astuff Gand wait my turn D A G
And I have often Amthought that these Gold bones
Should just Dgo on ahead and break if they gonna
Am These Gold shoes should just Dgo on and give out
Am They're Grunning the jail for Dprofit Athese Gdays
DThat's what Athey Gsay
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Lost my lungs long ago in the belly of the beast
Yeah I got my gall from the boys back east
Yeah I sing sweet songs with the throat that belongs to her
Yeah she wears my heart and wears my words
F#mGot these lips from the girl next door
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The only problem is they only beg for more
F#mSold my skin for some fancy clothes
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I thought I'd get a better deal but that's the way it goes
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F#mPut all the rest in a hollow tree
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Yeah fill it with cement and let me be