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Old Mac's Vice

rclmonkey

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Old Mac

Down in the valley where the red barn bleeds

Dusty hands

Planting all those heavy seeds

He had a farm

Cold ground

He had a farm

Blood and soil

One dark acre for every sin he owned

Chorus

E-I-E-I-O

The fields are calling out my name

E-I-E-I-O

Nothing ever feels the same

With a cluck-cluck here

And a cluck-cluck there

Everywhere a cluck-cluck

Lost in the midnight air

Post-Chorus

Ooh ooh

Ooh ooh

E-I-E-I-O

Verse 2

The cow

Lonesome bellow in the silver moon

Shattered glass

Watching the harvest come too soon

With a moo-moo here

Heavy head

With a moo-moo there

Empty bed

Everywhere a moo-moo

The cattle cry for what we lost

Chorus

E-I-E-I-O

The fields are calling out my name

E-I-E-I-O

Nothing ever feels the same

With a cluck-cluck here

And a cluck-cluck there

Everywhere a cluck-cluck

Lost in the midnight air

Post-Chorus

Ooh ooh

Ooh ooh

E-I-E-I-O

Bridge

With an oink-oink here

With an oink-oink there

Everywhere an oink-oink

The mud is cold

The pig is sold

The story's told

I’m running out of time on this land

Chorus

E-I-E-I-O

The fields are calling out my name

E-I-E-I-O

Nothing ever feels the same

With a cluck-cluck here

And a cluck-cluck there

Everywhere a cluck-cluck

Lost in the midnight air

Outro

Old Mac

He had a farm

E-I-E-I-O

Just a ghost in the grain

Just a ghost in the grain

E-I-E-I-O

Ooh ooh

It's over now

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