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I wish I was a fisherman |
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Tumblin' on the seas |
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Far away from dry land |
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And its bitter memories |
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Casting out my sweet line |
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With abandonment and love |
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No ceiling bearin' down on me |
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Save the starry sky above |
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With light in my head |
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You in my arms |
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Woo! |
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I wish I was the brakeman |
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On a hurtlin' fevered train |
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Crashing a-headlong into the heartland |
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Like a cannon in the rain |
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With the beating of the sleepers |
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And the burnin' of the coal |
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Counting the towns flashing by |
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In a night that's full of soul |
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With light in my head |
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You in my arms |
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Woo! |
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Tomorrow I will be loosened |
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From bonds that hold me fast |
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That the chains all hung around me |
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Will fall away at last |
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And on that fine and fateful day |
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I will take thee in my hands |
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I will ride on the train |
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I will be the fisherman |
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With light in my head |
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You in my arms |
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Light in my head |
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You in my arms |
