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well i went way out North Carolina way to that old graveyard where my great grandmother lay and the day was bright and i hadn't slept all night and they sold the place to some guys who were building graduate student housing no one raised any objections they were knocking the headstones down and the sun was high when i rolled into town stood by a nameless hole in the ground the air was sweet and hot maybe it was the right grave, maybe not but the crows crows crows rose, rose, rose from the grave Yeah the crows crows crows rose, rose, rose from the grave From Letras Mania