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Black Fog Blues

from California Bound by Michael Mazochi

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Well I woke up in the morning lord, Black Crow on my bed
Well I woke up in the morning lord, Black Crow on my bed
And I tried to shoo him out lord, but he was watchin me instead

He came a creepin’ through the window, silent as I slept
He came a creepin’ through the window, silent as I slept
Shackles round my neck lord. Oh as my baby wept

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Now I’m ramblin’ down that road
Poor boy got no home

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Well he showed me down to the river, pennies on my eyes
Well he showed me down to the river, pennies on my eyes
And it nearly broke my back lord, when I seen that black fog rise

He took me walkin’ on a tight rope, made of blood and bone
He took me walkin’ on a tight rope, made of blood and bone
And he tried to lay my body down, neath that cold gray stone

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Now I’m ramblin’ down that road
Poor boy got no home

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In the cold gray dawnin lord my mind was well made up
In the cold gray dawnin lord my mind was well made up
That black crow won’t bury me, you’ll have to come for me instead

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from California Bound, released October 1, 2006

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Started folky, got rocky, then digitized.

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