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On the terrace, by the flower bed he waits
The purple berries, extending down into the gates
And from the garden, he gives a sign and it begins
A crimson army, it floods the sky with feathers flailing
Step back, and cover your wings
And shuffle your body in circles
Downtown, this sweet serenade
Call in the cardinal brigade
The trembled whistle, it calls the messenger around
The fields of thistle, overflowing on the ground
A quiet rustle, the dry leaf crackle on the grass
And from the bustle is heard the cracking of the glass
[Chorus]
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Tuning: DADGAD
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There have been 16 show(s) since the last play.
Played at 3 out of 38 non-open mic shows since introduction (8%)
There have been 16 show(s) since the last play.
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