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40 miles south of baker |
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I fell out of my car |
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I was driving so fast that i |
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I could not see the trees |
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I flew through the front windshield |
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I landed on my back |
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I lie there on the bloody concrete |
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I thought about the things i love |
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There were stars the size of planets |
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They were bigger than the clouds |
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Oh i will shine in on my small world |
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I lay there and started singing |
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My hands gropped for my pockets |
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Reaching for the wiskey flask |
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I heard the words of the great ones |
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God oh might im free at last |
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In a sheeted bed in greensburg |
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I slept a century |
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In my dreams i did a lot of singing |
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I sang about the things i love |
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I sang about |
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I sang about |
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I sang about the things i love |
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I sang about |
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I sang about |
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I sang about the things i |
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Love... |
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40 miles south of baker |
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I fell out of my car |
