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The workers they come back from their day in the field Jennifer dances and she cooks me a meal A little less salt in the gravy tonight You ought to know from long ago To listen to the winds that blow Cause when the past creeps up at last You see the landscape open fast And you'll be standing on a landing Crumbling despite your demanding And in the pan the (?) Tears will fall and tears will bawl You always knew the winds that blew The workers they come back from their day in the field The workers they come back from their day in the field The workers they come back from their day in the field You always knew the winds that blew The workers they come back from their day in the field The workers they come back from their day in the field (Jennifer dances) The workers they come back from their day in the field (Jennifer dances) Jennifer dances Jennifer dances Jennifer dances Jennifer dances From Letras Mania