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Quartermaster
Gentlemen, swords and pistols Heading off to war whistling Soft goodbyes for their wives In advance, I
hope you write She was the
fairest of them all Now I'm left with her ghost Haunting me in the
morning hours Early May, I
brought you flowers At the
sink staring off Coffee in me is wearing off Such a
cruel realization The
plans we made won't come to fruition Used to sleep right through the
storms Just whiskey and me out on the
porch Looking out into this darkness And the
canvas of your face my darling The
things he'd give just to relive The
older days of his younger years And maybe, maybe get the
chance He was quartermaster of the
past Came to warn of time, running out, he said "Baby, don't even stop to catch your breath" 'Cause in the
end we'll rest, we'll rest Under, under the
gravestone Ah-oo, ah-oo, mm-mm Ah-oo, ah-oo, mm-mm I
used to walk these streets Now seem distant to me Stayed up all night Like the
bottle and glass, I'm empty Even though it maybe temporary I'd like to see your eyes and envy Every second we've ever shared And oh these walls could talk But they're casting shadows at once Songs of my ache and burden That flew to the
furnace The
furnace The
things he'd give just to relive The
older days of his younger years And maybe, maybe get the
chance He was quartermaster of the
past Came to warn of time, running out, he said "Baby, don't even stop to catch your breath" 'Cause in the
end we'll rest, we'll rest Under, under the
gravestone Ah-oo, ah-oo, mm-mm Ah-oo, ah-oo, mm-mm
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