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Hey, momma, when you leave |
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Don't leave a thing behind |
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I don't want nothing |
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Can't use nothing |
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Take care into the hole |
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And if you see my friend |
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Tell him I'm fine |
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Not using nothing |
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Almost burnt down my eyes |
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And threw my ears down to the floor |
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I didn't see nothing |
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I didn't hear nothing |
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I stood there like a block of stone |
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Knowing all I had to know |
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And nothing more |
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Man, that's nothing |
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I pray |
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As lovers our troubles are |
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Locked in each other's arms |
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And you better pray |
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That they never find you |
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'Cause your back ain't strong enough |
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The burden's double fold |
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They crush you down |
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Down into nothing |
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Being born is going blind |
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Bow down a thousand times |
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Echo strong |
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A pure temptation |
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Sorrow and solitude |
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These are the precious things |
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Beyond our words |
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That are worth remembering |
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Sorrow and solitude |
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These are the precious things |
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Beyond our words |
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That are worth remembering |
