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there are pockets i have lined
there are moments i have lied.
so to tell the tale more true,
let me first begin with you:
o my dearest, you the nearest, you have seen all that i do,
do not judge me, please just love me, for all i say and all i do.

there are whispers: are you still with us, in the wind, or in the signs?
weighed the ancients your weary patience, your love it weighed the hearts and minds.
you filled the pockets of the poor,
he who had you gave him more.

hallelujah by and by, the city sleeps by choice and dies.
the streets are filled with ignorance, no one sleeps without a smile.
but the simplest one is the witness, he can’t help but count the cost.
they lend at interest and trade in bitterness. much is gained, and much is lost.

let the sea split left from right.
thousand lamps but there’s no light.

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from Ion Zelig Vol. III, released December 7, 2014

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Workman Song Brooklyn, New York

Workman Song is Seán McMahon. A country preacher who cut his teeth on NYC subway platforms & stages, McMahon is known for his “gritty, freewheeling folk...earnest, amber-toned songs exploring the edges of faith” (The Wild Honey Pie) & a live show that's "equal parts Rodriguez (Searching For Sugarman), Bruce, and the Dead…what Dylan would have sounded like on about six tabs of acid" (Baeblemusic). ... more

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