I know, I know, if there's blood on the banjo tonight, then I really must have been doing something right. I know, I know that I'll be awfully cold when I get outta that aquifer with a cleaner soul. I know, I know what I see may not be true but, I sure as hell know that my grass is blue. I know, I know if my fingers bleed tonight, then I sure as hell must have been doing something right. I know, I know our souls may not be old but I sure as hell know that our hears are made of gold, I know, I know what I see may not be true, but I sure as hell know that our grass is blue. gold, blue, gold.
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