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The Crane Wife 3 Lyrics

Lyricist- Colin Meloy

Artist- The Decemberists

Album-The Crane Wife

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.And under the boughs unbowed
All clothed in a snowy shroud
She had no heart, so hardened
All under the boughs unbowed

Each feather it fell from skin
'Til threadbare, as she grew thin
How were my eyes so blinded?
Each feather it fell from skin

And I will hang.

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