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	Current version of Sam Phillips Lyrics Black Sky (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/s/sam-phillips/black/) Current version of the lyrics						Version 1 of Sam Phillips Lyrics Black Sky (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/s/sam-phillips/black/v1.html) Version 1 of the lyrics
1	The trees are listening						the trees are listening each time a missile's made	1
2	Each time a missile's made						they hide three mystics the earth sends from her grave	2
3	They hide three mystics						to tell us the future has been stolen away	3
4	The earth sends from her grave						by diggers, drillers and sellers	4
5							but we won't stop 'till we're under a black sky	5
1	To tell us the future has been stolen away							1
6	By diggers, drillers and sellers						he took my picture int he cemetery sun	6
7	We won't stop till we're underneath the black sky						my body was tempted to crumble into one	7
8							reunion of dust until creation's done	8
9	He took my picture						returning ashes to ashes	9
10	In the cemetery sun						we won't stop 'till we're underneath a black sky	10
2	My body was tempted							2
11	To crumble into one						the commerce the intrigue	11
12							self-slaughtered souls cry out to dead poor men	12
13	Reunion of dust until creation's done						for a drink at the water hole	13
14	Returning ashes to ashes						but their tongues will burn dry	14
15	We won't stop till we're underneath the black sky						as                                       the day they were sold for	15
16							forests raped into deserts	16
17	La, la, la						we won't stop 'till we're underneath a black sky	17
3	La, la, la							3
4	La, la, la							4
5								5
6	The commerce the intrigue							6
7	Self-slaughtered souls							7
8	Cry out to dead poor men							8
9	For a drink at the water hole							9
10								10
11	Their tongues will burn dry							11
12	As the day they were sold for forests							12
13	Raped into deserts							13
14	We won't stop till we're underneath the black sky							14
15								15
16	La, la, la							16
17	La, la, la							17
18	La, la, la							18
19	...							19

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