Just like the red barn out my back door
I won't be seeing you anymore
Just like your red blood on the cold winter snow
I won't be seeing you anymore
On account of frozen ground I buried you in hay
But I'll be back to bury you on some warmer day
Then I'll take your winter grave, fill it with desert sand
Maybe my baby you'll dream of desert land
Inside the red barn out my back door
Waiting for spring and laying on the floor
Then I'll take that red barn and I'll burn it to the ground
Take all of your ash's and spread them all around
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