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I've been walkin' in my sleep |
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Countin' troubles 'stead of countin' sheep |
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Where the years went I can't say |
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I just turned around and they've gone away |
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I've been siftin' through the layers |
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Of dusty books and faded papers |
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They tell a story I used to know |
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And it was one that happened so long ago |
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It's gone away in yesterday |
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Now I find myself on the moutainside |
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Where the rivers change direction |
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Across the Great Divide |
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Now, I hear the owl a-callin' |
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Softly as the night was fallin' |
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With a question and I replied |
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But he's gone across the borderline |
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Chorus |
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The finest hour that I have seen |
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Is the one that comes between |
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The edge of night and the break of day |
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It's when the darkness rolls away |
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Chorus Twice |