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If I’m buried ‘neath the sod,And, still, the angels won’t receive me, Let me go, boys.Let me go down in the mud, Where the rivers all run dry.

If I’m buried ‘neath the sod,
And, still, the angels won’t receive me,
Let me go, boys.
Let me go down in the mud,
Where the rivers all run dry.

Posted January 22, 2012 at 7:04 pm 31 notes

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