The Last Americans (Room 7:09) American Murder Song

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There's a woman in a tent
Half a day’s walk from camp
All the children have gone
And her pillow is damp
She whispers to a man
Lying frail by her side
"We're the last Americans,"
We're the last Americans

If it’s 100 years, love
I'll see you again
We're the last Americans
If it's 100 years, love
I'll see you again
We're the last Americans

Hah-hah-h-Americans
Hah-hah-h-Americans
We're the last A-mer-i-cans
Hah-hah-h-Americans

But out in the snow
The Devil does call (Oh)
He whispers it's time
And breaks through the wall
He asks for her hand
She grabs for a knife
We’re the last Americans
We’re the last Americans

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