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    "Poor, Poor Lenore" Lyrics

    Handsome Family

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    Poor, poor Lenore carried off by crows as she wandered
    alone where the red oaks grow.
    Black, black were their beaks twisted in her hair and
    black were their wings whipping up through the
    Fly, fly into the breeze, Lenore and the crows,
    to the top of a dead tree where the heartbroken go.
    Love, she fell in love with the grave digger's son
    who was thin as the bow of his black violin.
    Kiss, he kissed so hard her mouth filled with blood
    then he left her to cry where the red oaks die.
    This song was submitted on December 29th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Music of Virtual.
    Written by Brett Sparks, Rennie S Sparks.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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