They’re Cutting My Coffin at the Sawmill

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They're cutting my coffin at the sawmill Where the waters ripple o'er the dam And the daylight is crowding the starlight And I'm singing my last song for you So don't you know I'm not afraid of the howling storm I don't know what other lines I'll see I don't know what motive thought I'll feel I only hope that I will get to wait for you They're cutting my coffin at the sawmill Where the waters ripple o'er the dam And the daylight is crowding the starlight And I'm singing my last song for you So don't you know I'm not afraid of the howling storm And the boat of sunlight sliding down the cape And my eyes are in that long and chilly fading I only hope that I will someday be with you They're cutting my coffin at thе sawmill Where the watеrs ripple o'er the dam And the daylight is crowding the starlight And I'm singing my last song for you So don't you know I'm not afraid of the howling storm
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