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He brings me songs on the ride. Sung to a bluesy tune with hand claps:My daddy took his scythe
and cut off his right hand
ohh daddy took his scythe
cut off his right hand
My daddy took his scythe
and cut down his first born
ohh daddy took his scythe
done cut down his first born
My daddy took his scythe
and tore down his home
ohh daddy took his scythe
done tore down off his home
how much harm
you done from your disease,
took that scythe and broke it all
ain't no one to grieve, no
ain't no one left to grieve
Poisoned by the liquor,
poisoned by the leaves,
Daddy, daddy,
how much harm
you done from your disease,
oh you done from your disease
