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There's always the creaks and the strangest sounds
john brownâs body was never found
but the locals see him walkin' around
Thereâs a âfor saleâ sign on the old farm roads
thereâs a silo empty and done for
the place just ain't the same no more
Now its shinin' all them different ways, crimson blues and yellow shades
there's snow up in the way
and those clouds still full of rain
Thereâs work in town or so they say
just blessed to fill our hands today
god knows if it will ever pay
And we fill our hands with wood and steel
and grace is a woman we all long to feel
you know we will...you know someday we will
Thereâs always the creaks and the strangest sounds
john brownâs bodyâs up and walkin' around
countin' all the riches that he found
And he throws it all in that wishing well
made it home in the morning hailâ¦thereâs snow up in the way
and those clouds still full a rain
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