The Decemberists - Eli The Barrow Boy

0Intro:
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2Verse:
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3Eli the barrow boy of the old town
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4Sells coal and marigolds and he cries out
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5All down the day
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6Below the tamaracks he is crying
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7Corncobs and candle wax for the buying
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8All down the day
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10Chorus:
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11Would I could afford to buy my love a fine robe
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12Made of gold and silk Arabian thread
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13She is dead and gone and lying in the pine grove
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14And I must push my barrow all the day
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15And I must push my barrow all the day
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17Interlude:
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19Verse:
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20Eli the barrow boy when they found him
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21Dressed all in corduroy, he had drowned in
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22The river down the way
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23They lay his body down in a churchyard
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24But still when the moon is out with his pushcart
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25He calls down the day
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27Chorus:
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28Would I could afford to buy my love a fine gown
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29Made of gold and silk Arabian thread
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30But I am dead and gone and lying in the church ground
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31But still I push my barrow all the day
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32But still I push my barrow all the day
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