Well I recall his Parting words
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Must I accept his fate
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Or take myself far from this place
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I thought I heard a black bell toll
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A little bird did sing
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Man has no choice
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When he wants every thing
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We'll rise above the scarlet tide
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That trickles down through the mountain
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And separates the widow from the bride
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Man goes beyond his own decision
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Gets caught up in the mechanism
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Of swindlers who act like kings
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And brokers who break everything
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The dark of night was swiftly fading
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Close to the dawn of day
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why would i want just to loose him again
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We'll rise above the scarlet tide
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That trickles down through the mountain
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And separates the widow from the bride
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The Scarlet Tide
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| Alison Krauss |
