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Freedom has its ups and downs |
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Walk the streets of lonesome town |
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Try to find some company |
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Somebody who will talk to me |
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Well I'm here all alone |
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A wind blows home |
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We'll find it someday |
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There's no reason to cry |
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For days gone by |
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Oh, Karla, we can make it if we try |
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Hurricanes and |
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Cadillacs |
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They run you down and don't look back |
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Oh where can my salvation be |
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A tender touch to comfort me |
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But I'm here all alone |
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A wind blows home |
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We'll find it someday |
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There's no reason to cry |
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For days gone by |
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Oh, Karla, we can make it if we try |
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No matter how the wind may blow |
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You belong to me |
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Like the mountains to the sky |
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And you know when |
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I close my eyes |
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You're the one |
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I see Oh, |
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Karla, we can make it if we try |
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Old man river's on the rise |
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Wash the circles from my eyes |
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Hurricane is on its way |
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You can call it |
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Karla Karla with a k |
