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Aching bones and creaky homes and dust clouds on the street

Leaves are pinned by restless winds and fear

Premonition intuition trouble’s near

Honcho Graham from Birmingham was here

The grinding fades from combine blades the tractor’s hungry heart

At three o’clock the blackbird flock is gone

And no one knows why Jenna Rose just disappeared

But Honcho Graham from Birmingham was here

Train smoke flies and alibis are sinking in the wind

The little toys from little boys are gone

Silence fills the flour mills and streets are clear

Honcho Graham from Birmingham was/is here

Now every year there’s less of here as nature chews it down

A town bereft and all that’s left is rust

But any gent who’s smelled the scent of solemn fear

Knows Honcho Graham from Birmingham was here

Honcho Graham from Birmingham was here

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