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Jonathan Low Lyrics

Last born of the clan
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree

Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones

Blood of his men
Was gone beneath snow
He picked up his knife and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low

Violence from without
And anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing next to kin

They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They'd probably do the same

Blood of his friends
Was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low

The blood of his friends
Was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low

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Songwriter(s): Christopher Joseph Baio, Christopher William Tomson, Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig
Copyright: Imagem London Ltd.
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