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I asked the wise man on one sunny day |
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Can you help me to find my way? |
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You're so much older and wiser too |
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Would you help me, |
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Mister Wiseman, |
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I'm feelin' blue? |
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He said, "You're not doin' too bad, not bad at allYou're just tryin' to walk, son, before you can crawlYou've got stacks of money to the sky up aboveNow all you need is to find you a love" |
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He sent me searching, go to find my love |
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He sent me searching, |
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I said, "Lord up above" |
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He sent me searching, he said, "Find the morning dove" |
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And she'll tell you where to find your love |
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Son, you can have anything in this |
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God's world |
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But you won't be happy, son, till you find your girl |
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You can be happy, |
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Lord, if you try |
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Find a woman, son and you'll be satisfied |
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He sent me searching, go to find my love |
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He sent me searching, |
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I said, "Lord up above" |
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He sent me searching, he said, "Find the morning dove" |
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And she'll tell you where to find your love |
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He sent me searching, go to find my love |
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He sent me searching, |
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I said, "Lord up above" |
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He sent me searching, he said, "Find the morning dove" |
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And she'll tell you where to find your love |
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Oh, oh, he sent me searching |
