Turpentine

Deep in the piney woods
 Breathe it til your head ache
 Working for six dimes
 Breathe it til the ground shake
 Lord and that fever's high
 Hard luck life
 Hurry boy
 The sun is going down
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 Deep in the piney wood
 Hell in its own place
 Working that sticky gold
 Flowing from a cat face
 Lord and that fever's high
 Hard luck life ⁄ Hurry boy
 The sun is going down
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 Deep in the piney woods
 Hell in its own place
 Lungs can't breathe
 Poisoned heat
 Fever's high
 Hard luck life
 Heavy load
 Like a stone
 Hurry boy
 The sun is going down