Caledonia Mission - J.R. Robertson

    She reads the leaves and she leads the life  
    That she learned so well from the old wives  
    It's so strange to arrange it, you know I wouldn't change it  
    But hear me if you're near me, can I just rearrange it?
    The watchman covers me  
    With his remedy  
    I can't see and it's hard to feel  
    I think his magic might be real  

    I can't get to you from your garden gate  
    You know it's always locked by the magistrate  
    Now he don't care why you cry, he thinks it's just a lie  
    To get out, I don't doubt that you'd make a try
    If the good times get you through  
    I know the dogs won't bother you  
    We'll be gone in moonshine time  
    I've got a place they'll never find 

    You know I do believe in your hexagram  
    But can you tell me how they all knew the plan?  
    Did you trip or slip on their gifts, you know you were just a con?  
    You knew it, why d'you do it, I've been hiding in the dark
    Now I must be on my way  
    I guess you really have to stay  
    Inside the mission law  
    Down in Modock, Arkansas

    Marco Giunco
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