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Well I lost my home and fortune |
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People think I'm round the bend |
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Now I'm a dirty beggar |
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Wailing in Van Diemen's Land |
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And all the money that some passing people give to me |
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I spend in 1000 bars and get as drunk as I can |
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Well, I'm haunted by a ghost |
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I've got to run away from me |
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But this ghost's inside of me |
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So tell me when will I be free? |
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Well, I'm haunted by a ghost |
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I've got to run away from me |
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But this ghost's inside of me |
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So tell me when will I be free? |
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I've been searching high and low |
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Just for a little piece of gold |
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But you can't hurry love, my friend |
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That's what I have been told |
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I have to rove and ramble and to roam the streets at night |
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Cause I can't bear to stay at home |
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The yearning's deep inside |
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One night I was completely drunk |
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And staggered through the town |
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My head fell on the pavement |
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As the streets moved up and down |
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When I regained my consciousness |
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I looked into your eyes |
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Oh please don't go |
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I'm beggin' you |
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I'll always treat you nice |
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Well I lost my home and fortune |
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People think I'm round the bend |
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Now I'm a dirty beggar |
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Wailing in Van Diemen's Land |
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And all the money that some passing people give to me |
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I spend in 1000 bars and get as drunk as I can |
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I'm haunted by a ghost |
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I've got to run away from me |
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But this ghost's inside of me |
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So tell me when will I be free? |
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Never - never - never - never |
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I've been rovin |
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All my life |
