Woe: be they sad, be they the country singing fad?
Be they the rats that have lived upon the table?
Be they the rats that have chewed upon the cable?
Wouldn't you have loved? Wouldn't have you loved?
Wouldn't you have loved to see your daughter in her gown?
It is hard to imagine better singers;
The cigarette will dangle from orders of the firing squad.
Oh, the defaulted loan. Oh, the desecrated gown,
When you're walking in the after-sad, and your head is laid on some pad.
Is this love that you're missing?
Reform before the thermostat cracks and gasps, the mountains pass the violating gas
Oh, seven daughters, all more lovely than the crow and the otter.
Be they song? Be they tale?
Be they the last man to stand upon the table!
The world is sick, the world is sad:
But what you gonna do? You gotta try and make glad.
The world is sick, the the world is red
And the mansion on the hill is a burning burning stead
Stop Jenny from going downtown: stop Jenny Jenny from going downtown.
Oh: the shops are dead.

[from liner notes]

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Seven Daughters song meanings
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