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Evergreen by The Fiery Furnacesالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

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I was wielding my axe drunk whisky at the bar every night coming home out of the windshield of my car
I would look through the boughs and think I saw my lucky star.
I was spreading my sheets took dinner all alone every night of the week awaiting by the phone
And I'd dab off my tears with my favorite pine cone.
Needle prick my spruce root
Dear little hemlock shoot
Make me stay sharp and keen, evergreen.
I would tend to my bees sell honey on the road every fall in the wet watching lorries take their load
And I'd get all my winnings ask for special sap in code
In August for three weeks I'm back in the village where I clip all sorts of brambles and thorns from up the hill I pip
In a little clay cup the stuff I cross myself and sip.
Needle prick my spruce root
Dear little hemlock shoot
Make me stay sharp and keen, evergreen.
I was casting my line angling way the day. The stream was swift, it was clear, ut the light was getting gray.
I bent down by the thistle and thought of what it was I'd say.
Needle prick my spruce root
Dear little hemlock shoot
Make me stay sharp and keen, evergreen.

Writer : TANNER, JOE
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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