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  1. give me to the road
    upon the heart
    that i had sold
    warm my heavy hands
    my heavy hands
    for you to hold
    there's a devil at your door
    and he grows, he grows
    so i been told he had a heart of gold
    and it grows, grows like a storm
    now the low lakes have frozen
    away from home i'll go
    when the first snow has fallen
    away i'll go
    give me to the ground
    i followed fires
    toward the sound
    cold upon the mountain
    to which i'm bound
    to which i'm bound
    well i met you by the mill
    where your heart went still
    sparrow swung down and he took shape and form
    and it rose, rose like a storm
    now the low lakes have frozen
    away from home i'll go
    when the first snow has fallen
    away i'll go
    now the low lakes have frozen
    away from home i'll go
    when the first snow has fallen
    away i'll go