I thought if I fought you
In the open field
Your bayonet would crack
On my hot iron shield
But you caught be running
Now I'm at your command
A servant to forces
That I don't understand
If you were the shepherd
And I was the lamb
And long was the journey
And dark was the land
Who would be following,
Who would be free
Who would believe
That the shepherd was me
When that poet decides
How the heroine dies
He commits original sin
When that last ray decays
From the boardwalk parades
Yours is the longest shadow to fade
Oklahoma, don't bury your eyes
Night receives morning
Like death receives life
Blown are the ashes
Of the emperor's clothes
All through the cornfields
Planted in rows
When that poet decides
How the heroine dies
He commits original sin
When that last ray decays
From the boardwalk parades
Yours is the longest shadow to fade
Yours is the longest shadow to fade
compositores: Andrew Gilmore Barr,Philip Bradford Barr
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