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I can sense it all around me 
There's somethin' in this room 
It ain't magic nor no witchcraft 
No bitch on no broom 
Look see his bones are gone 
He done left the grave 
The grip of death it could not hold him down no 
It's for him that I rave 
My knees was made for kneelin' 
An that's just what they'll do 
One of these days little girl 
I'll go down an pray for you 
Look see his bones are gone 
He's done all my dyin' 
Sometimes hope's so strong in me girl 
I commence to cryin' 
O my brothers 
These are the great dust bowl days 
Just take a gander round ya 
Everything in a wicked haze 
"The wind blows like the devil when it blows 
An a boy grows up an like the wind he goes"