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The Dead Don't Cry

Written by Marty Morgan Oh, the dead don't cry, oh, the dead don't cry in the night when you sing your lullaby. Momma, don't weep, the well is almost dry. Don't let your heart be troubled; time is nigh. Oh, oh, the dead don't cry. My my my my my my my my my my my my my my. My my my my my my my my my my my my my my. Oh, the dead don't mourn, oh, the dead don't mourn. Even my brother's heart is torn. Through all my days now my spirit's worn. Here I lie upon a bed of thorns. Oh, the dead don't mourn. My my my my my my my my my my my my my my. My my my my my my my my my my my my my my. Whoa yeah whoa Oh, the dead don't weep. Oh, the dead don't weep. In the twilight of your sweetest dreams. Even my sister's eyes stream. Praise joy for now I sleep. Oh, the dead don't weep. My my my my my my my my my my my my my my. My my my my my my my my my my my my my my. Oh, the dead don't cry, oh, the dead don't cry in the night when you sing your lullaby. Momma, don't weep, the well is almost dry. Don't let your heart be troubled, time is nigh. Oh, oh, the dead don't cry. My my my my my my my my my my my my my my. My my my my my my my my my my my my my my. Oh, the dead don't mourn, oh, the dead don't mourn. Even my brother's heart is torn. Through all my days now my spirit's worn. Here I lie upon a bed of thorns. Oh, the dead don't mourn. My my my my my my my my my my my my my my. My my my my my my my my my my my my my my. Whoa yeah whoa Oh, the dead don't weep. Oh, the dead don't weep. In the twilight of your sweetest dreams. Even my sister's eyes stream. Praise joy for now I sleep. Oh, the dead don't weep. Oh, the dead don't cry. Oh, the dead don't cry.