Harry Crews in “Searching for the Wrong-Eyed Jesus”
For as the crow flies I know only one cure for a permanent tear in your eye.
You gotta crank like hell that rope on old sorrow’s well
‘til the day that the bucket comes up dry.
You gotta crank like hell that rope on old sorrow’s well
‘til the day that the bucket comes up dry.
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| — | Jim White, from the song “The Girl From Brownsville, Texas” |