Jonathan Low Lyrics - Singles - Vampire Weekend

Last born of the clan 

First one to be free 

Lived inside a house 

Beneath the hanging tree 

Loved them deadly nights 

That chilled him to the bone 

Words were cried at night 

In unforgiving tones 

Blood of his men 

Was gone beneath snow 

He picked up his knife and his bow 

Killer of Jonathan Low 

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Violence from without 

And anger from within 

Crawling through the fields 

Informing next to kin 

They all turned their backs 

But they all knew his name 

And if he could return 

They'd probably do the same 

Blood of his friends 

Was gone beneath snow 

For all that I know, he died 

Killer of Jonathan Low 

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The blood of his friends 

Was gone beneath snow 

For all that I know, he died 

Killer of Jonathan Low