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And the hog of the forsakenGot no reason to cryHe got to chew the angelsFallen from on highHe ain't waiting for no answerBaking woeful piePie of eyesight, pie blue-blackWhoa that pie, the pie of bye-n-byeAnd the hog of the forsakenWell, he ain't like you and IWith bones always breakingAnd no place to go and lieHe sit in the bog so dark and wetHe got so much timeHe ain't even worried yetThe hog of the forsakenHe is the pork of crimeAnd the hog of the forsakenHe will leave you on more chanceWhich if you won't be takingHe leave it for the henceIt's out in the wildernessHe sings for friend and foeHe sings for those times as wellAs those times to go From Letras Mania