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Sanatçı: American Murder Song

albüm: Murder Ballads of 1846: The Donner Party (Extended Edition)


The Black, The Black, The Black Wagon
The Black, The Black, The Black Wagon
H'yah!
What's that ridin' o'er the hill
And darkenin' the sky?
Lock your windows and your doors
And hope it passes by
Its rider is a bible man
Who killed his flesh and kin
A mark of death upon his arm
The rider's name is Cain
The Black, The Black, The Black Wagon
The Black, The Black, The Black Wagon
H'yah!
Two travelers, they hitched a ride
And struck a deadly bargain
To chronicle the tales of Cain
Aboard that bad ol' wagon
And so they rode from town to town
Collecting tales of murder
Every week presented here
By Messrs. Storm and Tender
The Black, The Black, The Black Wagon
The Black, The Black, The Black Wagon
H'yah!
(Don't touch that dial.
You're about to witness American
Murder. Tonight's tale: The Donner Party.)
H'yah!
The Black, The Black, The Black Wagon

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