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Kevin Devine
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Murphy's Song
Lyricist：Kevin Patrick Devine
I cry at her bowl, dog's dying day
A bone in her bowl, a watery grave
See I am a sailor, but I'm not so great
I keep fishing for road kill passing out on the waves
A shimmering sea stretched end to end
A flickering bowl, a shivering friend
See that's Mr. Murphy my leathery brave
He's whimpering taps now for his plank walk parade
And I've never been a joiner
No, I've quit every team I've been on
Now I'm crying in my coffee
That's not sea salt in my eyes
'Cause me and Murphy we have been through it
And I hate watching him die
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So I wait for my wisdom like I wait for my wife
Like I wait for a story, helps me wait out the night
Like when I was an archer but I couldn't shoot straight
I broke all of ma's windows, poked holes through her drapes
And I laugh to myself and I can't tell you why
The hung over sun sneaks back in the sky
But Murphy passed peaceful, he went decent and right
At least better than I will when it's my turn to die
And I'll wear his collar on my wrist
And I'll bury him down at the beach
No crying, no coffin, just a body and a hole
No praying, no singing, no saving any souls
The only thing I'm saving, yeah
Is a bone inside a bowl
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