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lirik lagu albert bouchard – quicklime girl (mistress of the salmon salt)

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[verse 1]
in the garden district
where the plants grow strong and tall
behind the bush there lurks a girl
who makes them strong and tall

villagers call her
behind her back
behind the bush
she’s the mistress of the salmon salt

in the fall when plants return
by harvest time, she knows the score
ripe and ready to the eye
but rotten somehow to the core

[chorus]
and they call her: quicklime girl
behind her back: quicklime girl
behind the bush: quicklime girl
she’s the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

[verse 2]
a harvest of life, a harvest of death
one body of life, one body of death
and when you’ve gone and choked to death
with laughter and a little step
i’ll prepare the quicklime, friend
for your ripe and ready grave
it’s springtime now and cares subside
and the planting’s almost done
and fertile graves, it seems, exist
within a mile of that duke’s joint
where coast guard crews still take their leave
lying listless in the sun
and the quicklime girl still plies her trade
the reduction of the many from the one

[chorus]
and they call her: quicklime girl
behind her back: quicklime girl
behind the bush: quicklime girl
well she’s the mistress of the salmon salt: quicklime girl

[verse 3]
a harvest of life, a harvest of death
resumes it’s course each day
it comes as if by schedule
a harvest of limbs of ams and of legs
and toes that crawl, and knees that jerk
and necks like swans that seem to turn

as if inclined to grasp and pray

toes that crawl, and knees that jerk
necks like swans that seems to turn
necks like swans that seems to turn
as if inclined to grasp or pray


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