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MATT COSTA lyrics : "Sweet Thursday"

I'm waiting in the pines
I'm waiting in the forest
Pilon at my side

The treasure lies before us

And so we started walking

We knew they couldn't harm us
And how the wind is crying
When misty morning dawn breaks


We'll walk back to the flats
With gallons in our hands


We're walking in the fields
We're working on the farms

We do just like our fathers
How can they take that from us?


And so we started driving
We had no choice to leave this
The bowl was left behind us

For Hooverville's before us

Three hundred thousand

Bodies who can't rest

Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey

Up to Monterey

So I started driving

And left my home behind me
The row there kept reminding
Of pages in your writing


Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey
Up to Monterey

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