74.The Birth Of Maudie
Breaths by the shore but the wind you're defying
Deaths at your door and you're not even crying
Be wherever your wrecked Chrysler Chrome
You will find a much nicer home Maudie my dear
Peddle no more an accuser said lying
I settled the score though a loser for trying
Though I never knew most of her ways
What I knew made most of my days Maudie my dear
Crossbones and roses are good for the soul
The poets of heaven you're soon to behold
Cast cross the fountain to me while I'm grieving
What is your reason for leaving？
Breaths by the shore but the wind you're defying
Deaths at your door and you're not even crying
Be wherever your wrecked Chrysler Chrome
You will find a much nicer home Maudie my dear
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