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[Verse 1]
In the middle of a Tennessee mid-winter rain
A two-headed lamb was by the old ewe born
And as she latched onto her mother
The cry rang out double
And she was dead in the meadow by the morning

[Verse 2]
Before the fog had lifted the coyotes picked her clean
And the old ewe resigned herself to lay in hay and bleed
As he walked out that morning, the old man didn't look to see
Out-of-season sweet persimmons in the old growth tree
And I know scattered o'er the cursed world
There are frightening bones to find
Bones of people born too soon, lambs too strange to survive
Born only meat for wolves or born a freak to humankind
Still there were four eyes shining bravely in the meadow that night

[Verse 3]
The two-headed lamb was found by the old man
In a ditch by the meadow in the spring
And as he scratched his head and chuckled
Said "Even God can make a fuckup"
He overlooked an ordinary thing
Twice the robin singing in the old growth tree

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