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Texty: Bruce Springsteen. Gave It a Name.

In the fields of the lord
Stood abel and cain
Cain slew abel 'neath the black rain
At night he couldn't stand the guilt or the blame
So he gave it a name
So he gave it a name
So he gave it a name

Billy got drunk, angry at his wife
He hit her once, he hit her twice
At night he'd lie in bed, he couldn't stand the shame

So he gave it a name
So he gave it a name
So he gave it a name

Pa told me "son, one thing I know is true
Poison snake bites you, you're poison too"*
At night I can feel that poison runnin' 'round my veins