Blood On The Bluegrass

All right
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 Way down south in a Cain-Tuck town
 Where all of the stubblefields grow
 One boy did rise with the devil in his eyes
 Whose heart was dark as West Field coal
 Heart was dark as West Field coal
 Roderick Ferrell and the Wendorf girl
 Knelt down upon a darkened grave
 He drew his dagger down and the red ran to the ground
 And they licked along the bloody blade
 Licked along the bloody blade
 Blood-red blood on the blue, blue grass
 It cries from hallowed hunting ground
 'Twas the midnight curse of that bloody black patch
 That took another poor boy down
 Took another poor boy down
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 Ridin' in the night down to F.L.A.
 To bid her folks a foul farewell
 With his clawhammer high he drew their spirits night
 And danced amidst the crimson spray
 Danced amidst the crimson spray
 Blood-red blood on the blue, blue grass
 It cries from hallowed hunting ground
 'Twas the midnight curse of that bloody black patch
 That took another poor boy down
 Took another poor boy down
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 Take heed all ye motherless children so lost
 Dwell not in the caves of your mind
 Roderick Ferrell's trails of sin did lead him his to his end
 But bloody fields blossom blue in time
 Bloody fields blossom blue in time
 Blood-red blood on the blue, blue grass
 It cries from hallowed hunting ground
 'Twas the midnight curse of that bloody black patch
 That took another poor boy down
 Took another poor boy down
 Yes, it took another poor boy down