Beautiful was the w____ of Closingtown, beautiful.
Black-haired was the w____ of Closingtown, black-haired.
There were dozens of books in her room,
on the second floor of the saloon,
and she read them when she was waiting,
stories with a beginning and an end,
if you ask her she'll tell you the stories.

Young was the w____ of Closingtown, young.
Holding you between her legs she whispers: my love.
Shatzy said that she cost the same as four beers.
A thirst for her, in all the pants in town.

Her name was f____.
They all loved her, but only one loved her truly,
and that was Pat Cobhan.
He stayed below, drinking beer, and waited.
When she was finished, she came down.

Hello, f____.
Hello.
They walked up and down,
from one end of the town to the other,
holding each other tight,
in the dark,
and speaking of the wind that never stopped.

Good night, f____.
Good night.
Pat Cobhan was seventeen.
Green were the eyes of the w____ of Closingtown, green.

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