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Mountain Goats The Come Come To The Sunset Tree

were beating as deep and rich as kettle drums we knew if we waited long enough the change would come. and then the day did come and at last hold tight

ve got someone to meet. and I will put my best foot forward. and I'll thank god I made it out of there on the day when my new friends come. I will present

ten, we won't pass this way again. so kiss me with your mouth open. turn the tires toward the street and stay sweet. all the chickens come on home to

his victim's twinkling eye. some things you'll do for money and some you'll do for fun, but the things you do for love are going to come back to you

were past the point of caring. on the day my habits catch up with me I'll be down among the jumpers. and when the birds come home in spring, we will

my arms get sore. and my palms start to sweat. and the tears roll down my face, till my cheeks are hot and red and soaking wet. in come the cops they