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Well I've got an old friend, he's wilder than you are |
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I don't understand how he stays on his feet |
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Just when you're thinking he's gonna go too far |
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He pulls it all in and he don't miss a beat |
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He's walked beside me, he's never denied me |
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If hee had to hide me then by God he would |
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One thing he taught that I carry inside me |
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We all got where we are as fast as we could |
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Saints are just sinners who never quit tryin' |
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Losers are winners who pick their own day |
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And we're all just beginners when it comes time for dyin' |
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But rest your mind easy 'cause you'll die anyway |
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Well I heard of this poet, come hell or high water |
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Wrote a new poem a day every day of the week |
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I asked what if some days don't work like they oughta |
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He said I lower my standards and I get me some sleep |
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So you judges and juries and wild vigilantes |
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If you got my number, my number's been changed |
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Me and my woman gonna lay around this shanty |
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Keep makin' love 'til that's all that remains |
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Rest your mind easy 'cause you'll die...anyway |