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All of my friends come to see me last night |
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I was laying in my bed and dying |
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Annie Bonneau from St. Angel |
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Say the weather down here so fine |
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Just then the wind came squalling through the dark |
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But who can the weather command? |
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Just wanna have a little peace to die |
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And a friend or two I love at hand |
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Fever roll up to a hundred and five |
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Roll on up, gonna roll back down |
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One more day I find myself alive |
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Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground |
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See here how everything lead up to this day |
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And it's just like any other day that's ever been |
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Sun going up and then the sun going down |
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Shine through my window and my friends they come around |
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Come around, come around |
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The people might know but the people don't care |
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That a man could be as poor as me |
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Take a look at poor Peter, he's lying in pain |
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Now let's go run and see, run and see |
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Run and see, run, run and see and see |
