Pairlee

The Everybodyfields

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[Verse 1]
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Pairlee was a bastard child
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Born in east Tennessee
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  Mama left her one day,
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  granddaddy took her away

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Grandpa just tended his mill
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And he planted the corn in the field
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  Pairlee works by his side,
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  they sing up to the sky


[Chorus]
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Pairlee,  Pairlee
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  Died under an apple tree
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  One cold winter's night,
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  the frost took her life


[Verse 2]
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They'd walk through the woods at night
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Holding hands, he'd let her lead
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  Dreamt of days without corn,
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  prayed with hands that were worn

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There's something about them woods
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A child can never know
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  Where the old fallen leaves
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  go when they float down the stream


[Chorus]
    D  A  Em
Pairlee,  Pairlee
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  Died under an apple tree
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  One cold winter's night,
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  the frost took her life


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
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And grandpa, he loved Pairlee
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But his mind was getting so old
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  One night beneath that tree,
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  Pairlee fell deep asleep

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And grandpa just wandered around
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In the dark down by the creek
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  It was mid December
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  when her forgot her


[Chorus]
    D  A  Em
Pairlee,  Pairlee
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  Died under an apple tree
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  One cold winter's night,
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  the frost took her life


[Verse 4]
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Now pa just sits in his yard
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No corn to tend in his mill
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  'neath that tree he finds shade,
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  right where Pairlee had laid