Trace Faulkner - Moving South

Cowardly loose don't the dust just get stuck in your mouth
Turn out the noose and instead we'll all sleep tight somehow

You could fall off the earth and I wouldn't tell a soul around town

Lazy Jack dances and proud Molly's blinded by fire
Last summer ate you and killed all the doubt in your mind

You could fall off the earth and I wouldn't tell a soul around town
Call off your mistresses and sound the alarm coz we're all moving south
A peaceful reminder that everyone's counting the stones in their mouths

Written by:
Trace Faulkner

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