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It was a rainy night the night the king went down |
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Everybody was crying it seemed like sadness had surrounded the town |
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Me I went to the liquor store |
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And I bought a bottle of wine and a bottle of gin |
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I played his records all night |
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Drinking with a close, close friend |
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Now some people say that that ain't right |
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And some people say nothing at all |
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But even in the darkest of night |
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You can always hear the king's call |
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You can always hear the king's call |
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Well they put him away in Memphis |
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Six feet beneath the clay |
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Everybody was crying |
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Everybody said it was a plain grey day |
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Me I went to the liquor store |
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And I bought another bottle of wine and another bottle of gin |
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I played his records all night |
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And I got drunk all over again |
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Now some people say that that ain't right |
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(That ain't right) |
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And some people say nothing at all |
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(I say nothing) |
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But even in the darkest of night |
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You could always hear the king's call |
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You could always hear the king's call |
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I wonder if you're lonesome tonight |
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And I'd rather go on hearing your lies |
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Than to go on living without you |
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Now some people say that that ain't right |
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And some people say nothing at all (I say nothing) |
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But even in the darkest of night |
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You could always hear the king's call |
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You could always hear the king's call |
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You could always hear the king's call |
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Now the stage is bare and I'm standing here |
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They might as well bring the curtain down |
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I cried the night the king died |