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Oh damn the landlord and his flocks |
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and the dancehall girls down by the docks |
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Between the two, my money's gone |
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and it's in my mind to travel on |
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This town ain't no place for me |
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It's not the way it's supposed to be |
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You sell your boat for a glass of beer |
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You'll never work again 'round here |
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Oh damn the landlord and his flocks |
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and the dancehall girls down by the docks |
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Between the two, my money's gone |
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and it's in my mind to travel on |
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Looks like my last night in town |
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I was thinking that I'd make the rounds |
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There's no one here to say goodbye |
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They all know which way the eagle flies |
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Oh damn the landlord and his flocks |
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and the dancehall girls down by the docks |
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between the two, my money's gone |
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and it's in my mind to travel on |
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Oh damn the landlord and his flocks |
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and the dancehall girls down by the docks |
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Between the two, my money's gone |
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and it's in my mind to travel on |
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Between the two, my money's gone |
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and it's in my mind to travel on |
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Oh, it's in my mind to travel on |
