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Living with the Law Chris Whitley

Brother runnin powder money
Daddy s somewhere on a drunk
In the hours, after washing
I do my dreaming with a gun

Well I come down from the country
Find a lesson in the draw
There ain t no secrets in the city
It s hard living with the law

They got machines, mama I can t figure
They got a romance made for doing time
Send me out child, running outside
Out along a world of crime

Gonna swing my scythe, got a hand upon the handle
Gonna shade my children ways I understand
Milk the trigger, kill the hunger
Staring down this broken land

So fetch on up your greasy apron
Spread your lover in the straw
Hear me baby, I m nearly crazy
It s hard living with the law
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