Песня: Call Your Boys Call your boys now that the table's set and shining No one's seen any of them in many days Call your boys they shut a buzzard on a Chrysler And you still taste all that you swallowed before grace
And you'll forgive even the time they burned the hen house And ran from you ran to the hills with burning hands
Setting sun framed in the doorway right behind you Several chores, surely some lessons left to tell Setting sun was in the hills and now before you Set your boys each with their shining silverware
They'll bury you under the wood beside the carport They'll bury you some neon stop along the way
Radio fuzz on the fence post by the pasture Long ago Liza and you would dance all day Now you lay buried, the stern and sacred father And sacred earth under the billboard in the rain
For one last toast here's to the brave who went before us Who died in vain, died in a movie for a dream
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