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1. 

   Gray on October 24, 2006 at 9:11 AM

   that’s deep shawn

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2. 

   Chris Burke on October 24, 2006 at 1:03 PM

   Shawn ma boy, to neat.. I sing a song all about that… heres the lyrics:

   Late summer day and my love and I went walkin’
   Over hills and fields we walked, laughin’ and talkin’
   Came across an old farmhouse standin’ broken and bare
   It used to be someone’s home now no one lives there

   There’s a red barn standin’ held, together with nails and dust
   And a tired old Massey Harris all wires and rust
   Weeds overgrown, in a garden sown with care
   It use to be someone’s home now no one lives there

   And through the crack in the window pane
   I hear the sound of the fallin’ rain
   Another farm being left run down,
   Another family moved into town

   Had a life that they tried to save
   But the banks took it all away
   Hung a sign on a torn screen door
   Nobody lives here no more

   They worked their fingers to the bone
   Nothing left they can call their own
   Packed it in under leaden skies
   With just the wheat wavin’ them goodbye

   Had a life that they tried to save
   But the banks took it all away
   Hung a sign on a torn screen door
   Nobody lives here no more

   Repeat Last Verse

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   +++Rowan on October 27, 2006 at 12:44 PM

   I suspect that house is a vacant rectory just waiting for a new priest to come to town. A fresh coat of paint and it will be ready to go.

   Blessings,

   +++RC

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