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I might just change my mind |
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Sometimes you can never tell |
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Where a story will unwind |
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How deep is the shallow ground |
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Sometimes you would never guess |
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Who's all talk and who just might |
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Find a way or lose themselves |
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On the king's highway tonight |
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I am just like many more |
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Who lie in bed, still and numb |
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Waking up and I can see |
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Just how dark it has become |
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Who knows no better angels now |
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Who knows none but earthly light |
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Who is waiting for a stranger |
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On the king's highway tonight |
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It wasn't how I had it planned |
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When it finally came around |
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I took a man with my own hands |
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But I held him close when he went down |
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He hadn't time to be afraid |
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His look was only of surprise |
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Staring up from where he lay |
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On the king's highway tonight |
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I took the little that he had |
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Only as an afterthought |
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He wouldn't have to feel so bad |
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To think I killed him just because |
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He was passing through this town |
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Only 'cause he looked about right |
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He stopped when I flagged him down |
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On the king's highway tonight |
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I might just change my mind |
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Sometimes you can never tell |
