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Lyrics for 'The Butcher' by 'Leonard Cohen'
I Came Upon A Butcher,
He Was Slaughtering A Lamb,
I Accused Him There
With His Tortured Lamb.
He Said, "listen To Me, Child,
I Am What I Am And You, You Are My Only Son."
Well, I Found A Silver Needle,
I Put It Into My Arm.
It Did Some Good,
Did Some Harm.
But The Nights Were Cold
And It Almost Kept Me Warm,
How Come The Night Is Long?
I Saw Some Flowers Growing Up
Where That Lamb Fell Down;
Was I Supposed To Praise My Lord,
Make Some Kind Of Joyful Sound?
He Said, "listen, Listen To Me Now,
I Go Round And Round
And You, You Are My Only Child."
Do Not Leave Me Now,
Do Not Leave Me Now,
I'm Broken Down
From A Recent Fall.
Blood Upon My Body
And Ice Upon My Soul,
Lead On, My Son, It Is Your World.
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