Texty:
Magpie

You got some nerve coming here You got some nerve coming here You stole it all, give it back You stole it all, give it back Good morning, Mr. Magpie

know you should But you don't You know you should But you don't You got some nerve Comin' here You got some nerve Comin' here Good morning, Mr. Magpie

A girl came in the night, she brought me a fever She laid her hands upon my head 'til I was burning up I woke alone, I was still burning The fire was

There are many choices in this life That we don't get to make Like who's your pa and where you're from And when the leaves are down it's time to rake

Slow down, little girl You've lost your way in this world Slow down and start again You'll feel much better in the end Annie's always been a live one

The trees gave up their roots And the lepers left their caves All the rattlesnakes came down from the mountain And the kings all became slaves On the

Into the woods with a pack and a blade A cigar ton, med kit, retractable spade Flint and steel, pine needle bed There ain't nothin' like the woods to

it not, my wrath did grow And I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears And I sunned it with my smiles And with soft deceitful wiles And sometimes I see magpie

to do your best The magpie will have his way Fill your mouth with berries By the full light of the moon Work all night if you have to The magpie comes