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Cross her off the shortlist. |
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My blood is a red-winged bird. |
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The way will be lit by the bridges we burn, oh. |
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And come, tornado! |
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Carry me away from the croft. |
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Ruffle my hair, bear my body aloft, oh. |
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As the cutlass came down on a |
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Saturday night, |
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Left an un-planted field, left my daughter and wife. |
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Called away into service, for a clerical life. |
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Left an un-planted field, left my daughter and wife. |
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Thought I was a sad-boy. |
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Now I know, |
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I know, I know |
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I was wrong. |
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Since you came along, |
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I can see how content |
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I had been. |
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It'll drive a man crazy to age from the outside in. |
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But I have a plan, it's a trick with a prick of a pin. |
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And as the cutlass came down on a |
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Saturday night, |
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Left an un-planted field, left my daughter and wife. |
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Called away into service, for a clerical life. |
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Left an un-planted field, left my daughter and wife. |
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For a man can be bought, and a man can be sold, |
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And the price of a hundred thousand unwatered souls |
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Is a bit of meat and a bit of coal. |
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It's a bit of meat and a bit of coal. |
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It's a little bit of meat and coal. |
