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Ain't no use to sit and wonder why. |
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So don't think twice, everything it's all right. |
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It's easy for you to tell black or white |
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Wrong from right, everything it's all right |
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Dead sun is creeping through this, So I'll be gone |
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Grass is turning back in black, so I'll be gone |
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Ain't no use to blame and complain at all. |
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Things won't be the same, crows are closer now |
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The thrill is gone, it's all over. |
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So don't incriminate |
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I'll make my stand and remain as I am. |
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I bid farewell |
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Teardrops, ain't the time for |
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Teardrops, hurry dig this grave. |
