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Deacon Brodie

Whoa, you're chaste and rapture steeped

No notion could hold me from your body's keep

I'm a master of lock and key

So, have you heard the noble make mention of my great acclaim

In dark on night I loose their spoils, no critic dares to speak my name

I built the gallows where they're gonna hang

I'm a man by day

God by night

Break my stride

Swing me high

Whoa, my love, they've submitted their final plan

My soul, it's tethers cut, a device of my own hand

But I wanna be your man

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