Arlene, by the Handsome Family (excerpt):
that night I decided that I was gonna marry you
my knife went through your screen door
and I went away with you
you were singing "please let me go"
all the way down to Miller's Cave
when I picked a stick up off the ground you cried
"I ain't ready for my grave."
Arlene, in the dark your hair's just as red
and this long dark cave will always be our wedding bed
It just doesn't get any more backwards than that. Frank
FJ Russell
Es mejor morir de pie que vivir de rodillas. E. Zapata
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