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workman song - jesse winters كلمات أغنية

jesse winters found himself alone at twelve o’clock
it occurred to him slowly that loneliness is a path he’d rather not walk

“poor, poor jesse,” he told himself
“he’s on his hands and knees! he’s got no pride!”

preparing a letter addressed to the friends and the foes that he happened to have known
he scrawled in ink what was torn in his heart: his tormented feelings and his woes

“poor, poor jesse,” he told himself
“he’s on his hands and knees! he’s got no pride! ah, ahh, ah”

he picked up a rifle, then he stuffed an envelope with his letter to the world
and tied his boots with the laces that he once used to hang himself, but broke

“poor, poor jesse,” he told himself
as he loaded up his ammunition

he dropped his letter then he started shootin’ at the sky in the city square
and as they dragged him away, he told them ’bout the letter — to read it out loud at the fair

it said: “my name’s jesse. i’m angry at god, i ain’t ashamed to say
and so at noon, i’m gonna shoot him down from his throne in the sky in the middle of the day
and when he falls down to the earth, my friends, we’re gonna have a trial —
for each and every tragedy and genocide and every single problem that he’s made
i’m hoping he’ll apologize
do you think he’ll apologize?
i don’t kno-o-ow
but i hope so-o-o

— jesse winters.”

- workman song

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