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Solitary puppeteers working their angles , scripting heartfelt psalms , revealing their dark past with chilling vocals , accompanied by simple , twangy , acoustic guitars Touching the lives of ordinary - folks struggling to get by Riding into town with the morning Sun Moving on by the light of the Moon An open , honest , country balladeer The 'Working Mans icon ' called home on a plain old day in April ..
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 10:37 PM UTC
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Solitary puppeteers working their angles , scripting heartfelt psalms , revealing their dark past with chilling vocals , accompanied by simple , twangy , acoustic guitars Touching the lives of ordinary - folks struggling to get by Riding into town with the morning Sun Moving on by the light of the Moon An open , honest , country balladeer The 'Working Mans icon ' called home on a plain old day in April ..
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