 The Good Son lyrics ( Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds )   
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Artist : Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds
Song : The Good Son
One more man gone
One more man gone
One
more man is gone
The good son walks into
the field
He is a tiller, he has a tiller's
hands
But down in his heart now
He lays
down his queer plans
Against his brother and
against his family
Yet he worships his
brother
And he worships his mother
But it's
his father, he says, is an unfair man
The good
son
The good son
The good son
The
good son has sat and often wept
Beneath a
malign star by which he's kept
And the
night-time in which he's wrapped
Speaks of
good and speaks of evil
And he calls to his
mother
And he calls to his father
But they
are deaf in the shadows
Of his brother's
truancy
The good son
The good son
The
good son
The good son
And he curses his
mother
And he curses his father
And he
curses his virtue like an unclean thing
The
good son
The good son
The good
son
One more man gone
One more man
gone
One more man
One more man gone
One
more man gone
One more man
One more man
gone
One more man gone
One more
man
(Repeat)
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