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caledonia, my love, won't you come to me?, twelve pieces of silver, and gold in your teeth, said good king john, many fathoms deep, from the fire of the morning, to the blood of the evening, caledonia, my love, won't you come to me?, twelve pieces of silver, and gold in your teeth, said the wandering one, with the dark-eyed hue, he lives in wild places, and he don't love you, and all the baddest of the angels, sit and cry for nothing, then some die in the rushes, caledonia, my love, won't you come to me?, twelve pieces of silver, and gold in your teeth, said the mother and the father, with a child of three, freedom ain't nothing, when you've never been free, caledonia, my love, won't you come to me?, twelve pieces of silver, and gold in your teeth, said the lonely child, little rosalee, freedom ain't nothing, unless you've been free
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Artist: hiss golden messenger