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George cory / douglass cross |
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Lonely grief is hounding me |
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Like the lonely shadow hounding me |
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It's always there just out of sight |
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Like a fragling tree on a lightening night |
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Lonely wind cries out my name |
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Sad as haunted music in the rain |
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It's born of grief and born of woe |
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But i hear it call and i've got to go |
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Where can i be headed for |
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The blues call in my north |
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To lick my heart once more |
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Love lives in a lonely land |
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Where there's no helping hand to understand |
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Why does it bring this hate to me |
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Why it don't matter why |
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I only know misery has to be part of me |
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Never hope to count on love |
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To be a partner of that heaven above |
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Never hope to understand |
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Love is a barrel land |
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A lonely land, a lonely land |