Green on Red
Sun Goes Down
They say she had her mama's faceher mama vanished without a traceI saw her walking down the streether hair was so silver there were bells on her feetchorusCome on children gather roundI'll tell you a story when the sun goes downsun goes downThey say she bore her father's childshe was raised by wolves voodoo wildI found her lying in the streeta chalk mark on the ground and a clean white sheetchorusCome on children gather roundI'll tell you a story when the sun goes downsun goes down
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