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I hear him when he weeps and moans |
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I've even seen him shed tears |
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For after taking those wedding vows |
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That didn't last many years |
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I've seen him walk the streets alone |
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In the wind and rain cold and weak |
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Help the poor man save his heart |
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Take him in, make him neat |
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And grant him a pardon |
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Grant him a pardon from love |
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The people talk when he passes by |
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And they don't seem to care |
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The pain he hides down in his soul |
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That they don't want to share |
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If he could turn this world around |
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He could be like you and me |
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Help him break these chains of love |
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Help the man go free |
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And grant him a pardon |
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Grant him a pardon |
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Grant him a pardon from love |
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(guitar solo) |
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And grant him a pardon |
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Grant him a pardon from love |
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He's guilty of nothing that I can think of, oh no |
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So let's not convict him |
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He just happens to be a prisoner of love |
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So if you're out on that lonely street |
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And by chance pass him by |
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Don't rush to judgement or put him down |
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Cause you could be that guy |
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Someone could take your heart to school one day |
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And that would surely change your plans |
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And all the things you think you know |
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Now you understand |
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And grant him a pardon |
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Grant him a pardon |
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Grant him a pardon from love |
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All you got to do is |
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Grant him a pardon |
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Grant him a pardon |
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Grant him a pardon from love |
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Grant him a pardon, baby |
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Grant him a pardon from love |
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Just grant him a pardon |
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From love |
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Won't ya |
