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County Fair

I met a girl at county fair
Kissed her among the thyme
I had to touch her silken hair
I had to make her mine
Oh Lord, what was I doing ?
I fell under her spell
I met a girl at county fair
Now she hates me just like Hell.

I met the girl on Christmas Eve
Her belly firm and round
She turned her back, prepared to leave
But did not make a sound
Oh Lord, what was I doing ?
The guilt ! This awful stench !
I wed the girl on Christmas Eve
Now she hates me like the French !

I met a girl at county fair
Her hands caressed my chest
Her eyes just had the strangest glare
Our lips then did the rest
Oh Lord, what were we doing ?
Disgrace is where we fell
I met a girl at county fair
We suit each other well.

I met a girl at county fair
We suit each other well.

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from By the Grace of Dynamite, released August 22, 2016

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Hemlock Smith Lausanne, Switzerland

Hemlock Smith come from Lausanne (Switzerland). Since 2002, they’ve released 6 regular albums with intelligent pop, as well as 2 soundtracks for silent film and 2 collaborations with Noise duo Les Poissons Autistes. Fronted by singer-songwriter Michael Frei, Hemlock Smith's distinctive voice is complemented by the ambient guitar playing of Fred Merk and the delicate piano work of Emilie Roulet. ... more

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