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There's a high wind blowin, & the stars are shining bright, |
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Oh what a night, this is gonna be-- |
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I think i'll let the world sleep without me. |
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I got one eye open, one eye closed. |
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& my thin body's trembling beneath the bedclothes, |
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My hearts beatin' against the roof of my mouth |
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,it's almost time to get out of this house. |
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I got one hand on the radio, one hand on the wheel, |
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I got my right foot on the floorboard,-- |
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& i'm preparing to kill or be killed. |
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There's a high wind blowin', & the stars are shining bright. |
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& the rain upon the tarmac, |
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,helps me sail through the traffic lights, |
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I'm heading down to the dock of the bay, |
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,to feel the power of the waves, |
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I'm gonna move up close to that wind, |
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& wrestle with the thoughts solitude always brings. |
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Y'see i'm stuck between hell & the deep blue sea, |
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& i know that water's sucked under better man than me, |
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I was just another western guy, |
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,with desires that couldn't be satisfied, |
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So one day, i asked the angels for inspiration, |
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,but the devil bought me a drink, |
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& he's been buying them ever since, |
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He's had the liquor on my tongue |
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,feel like the sea upon the sand, |
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He's had me signing confessions |
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,from this shaking hand, |
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He's had me struggling to hang onto hope-- |
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Like a drunken sailor in a tugboat |
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With a bottle of vodka in my overcoat, |
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& my dog eared bible lost--overboard |
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Y'see he tricked me into temptation, |
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So i've tricked him into this confrontation, |
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I never said i was the man i appeared to be |
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Not the flesh wrapped around the bones of necessity. |
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Or the soul on fire--scribbling thoughts for posterity. |
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I'm gonna have little lucifer, runnin' off to purgatory, |
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,with his tail between his legs, |
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I'm gonna teach him a lesson |
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,he ain't ever gonna forget. |
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All the vultures & crows are fixin up some tombstones |
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But they won't be chewing the meat off my bones. |
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There's a high wind blowin' & the stars are shining bright. |
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Me & him are gonna have a little knife fight, |
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,in the bowels of the big city skyline, |
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Oh this feelin' inside runs dark & deep |
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,tonight my hearts not thumping |
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,a mercy beat |
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I was just another western guy, |
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With desires that couldn't be--satisfied. |