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[00:01.90]The Decemberists-Yankee Bayonet (I will be home then)
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[00:09.71]Heart-carved tree trunk, Yankee bayonet
[00:13.76]A sweetheart left behind
[00:18.00]Far from the hills of the sea-swelled Carolinas
[00:22.12]That's where my true love lies
[00:26.00]
[00:34.38]Look for me when the sun-bright swallow
[00:38.22]Sings upon the birch bough high
[00:42.60]But you are in the ground with the voles and the weevils
[00:46.67]All a'chew upon your bones so dry
[00:50.95]
[01:08.20]But when the sun breaks
[01:12.08]To no more bulletin battle-cry
[01:16.27]Then will you make a grave
[01:19.95]For I will be home then
[01:24.35]I will be home then
[01:28.54]I will be home then
[01:32.64]I will be home then
[01:37.38]Then
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[01:46.51]When I was a girl how the hills of Oconee
[01:50.50]Made a seam to hem me in
[01:54.77]There at the fair when our eyes caught, careless
[01:58.64]Got my heart right pierced by a pin
[02:02.84]
[02:11.49]But oh, did you see all the dead of Manassas
[02:15.36]All the bellies and the bones and the bile
[02:19.82]No, I lingered here with the blankets barren
[02:23.35]And my own belly big with child
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[02:45.44]But when the sun breaks
[02:49.43]To no more bullets in Battle Creek
[02:53.73]Then will you make a grave
[02:57.75]For I will be home then
[03:01.93]I will be home then
[03:06.13]I will be home then
[03:10.23]I will be home then
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[03:16.92]Stems and bones and stone walls too
[03:22.17]Could keep me from you
[03:25.10]Skein of skin is all too few
[03:30.19]To keep me from you
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[03:40.81]But oh my love, though our bodies may be parted
[03:44.28]Though our skin may not touch skin
[03:52.61]Look for me with the sun-bright sparrow
[03:54.80]I will come on the breath of the wind