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Down the rough road where the asphalt is split
Stumbles a man down to his wits
Brother, oh brother, what's left to regret?
Known by the way that he carries his loadEarly one morning in the warehouse of souls
Digger was bent [incomprehensible]
Digger, oh digger, what's left to reveal?
Known by the way that he carries his loadI was a gambler and I was a king
The world of sin was all my domain
Now I am bent, broken and spent
Known by the way that I carried my loadA priest came along and said forty words
Up from the ground rose a great bird
Raven, oh raven, why do you fly?
Known by the way he carries his load
Known by the way he carries his load
Songwriters
Paul R. Austin;Robert N. FisherPublished by
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Willard Grant Conspiracy are an alt-country band currently based near Palmdale, California. Originally formed in 1995 in Boston, Massachusetts by Robert Fisher and Paul Austin. The band operate as a collective, with vocalist Fisher the only permanent member. Fisher's voice and Americana style has been compared to both John Cale and Johnny Cash, with most songs being acoustic. Up to 30 other musicians occasionally contribute to the band, both in the studio and during live performances.

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