Misc Originals – Ben Puttmann - Vivian (Guitar)

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He threw her 'cross the kitchen floor

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And yelled what have you done

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You worthless woman, I can't believe

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You couldn't make a son

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A raven haired little girl

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Just what'm I s'posed to do

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With a woman, another woman

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Just as worthless, just like you

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Vivian, oh Vivian, that man has to die

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Please go find a way, for the law to

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hang him high

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She asked the Lord, she begged and begged

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Night after night

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Please go find a way, for the law to

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hang him high

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Things got worse, than it would seem

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She thought he'd come around

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But a man that bad, she soon found out

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Would forever be unbound

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He drank too much, he'd come home late

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Leave his bad day on her eye

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Then she'd drag herself, toward that little girl

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And the two of them would cry

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Vivian, oh Vivian, that man has to die

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Please go find a way, for the law to

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hang him high

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She asked the Lord, she begged and begged

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Night after night

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Please go find a way, for the law to

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hang him high

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Fifteen springs and fifteen summers,

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Those leaves began to fall

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The days got short, the nights got long

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Til that Cardinal came to call

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With all the snow, she said it's time

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It'll all soon be alright

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No one in this northern town,

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Tonight will hear your cry

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Vivian, oh Vivian, that man has to die

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Please go find a way for the law to

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hang him high

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She asked the Lord, she begged and begged

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Night after night

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Please go find a way for the law to

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hang him high

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She knew it soon, was do or die

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She'd come to know his route

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Her praying hands, grabbed that gun

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Vivian, oh Vivian, that man had to die

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I was waiting for the Lord, to find a

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way to hang him high

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Oh, Vivy-babe, just what'd you do?

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She said momma don't cry

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I heard your prayers, go back to bed

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They're here to hang me high