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Hush, a wild violet, hush, a band of gold. Hush, you're in a story I heard somebody told. Tear the promise from my heart, tear my heart today. You have found another, oh baby, I must go away So han
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Dream away the tears in your eyes. Dream away your sorrows. Dream away all your goodbyes. Dream away tomorrow. I promise when the sun comes up. I promise I'll be true. And just like before the b
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My head is spinning round. My heart is in my shoes, yeah. I went and set the Thames on fire, oh. Now I must come back down. She's laughing in her sleeve, boys. I can feel it in my bones. Oh, but
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Well Pale Face said. To the Eyeball Kid. She just goes clank and boom and steam. A halo, wings, horns and a tail. Shoveling coal inside my dreams. There are no laws. She's made of cream. She's
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Well, I broke down in East St. Louis. The Kansas City line. Drunk up all my money that I borrowed every time. And I fell down at the derby. The night's as black as a crow. It was a train that to
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I will leave behind all of my clothes. I wore when I was with you. All I need's my railroad boots. And my leather jacket As I say goodbye to Ruby's arms. Although my heart is breaking. I will ste
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That's the way the stomach rumbles. That's the way the bee bumbles. That's the way the needle pricks. That's the way the glue sticks. That's the way the potato mashes. That's the way the pan flas
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Well, I pulled on trouble's braids. And I hid in the briars out by the quick mud. Stayin' away from the main roads. Passin' out wolf tickets downwind from the blood hounds And I pulled on trouble's
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I'll shoot the moon. Right out of the sky. For you baby. I'll be the pennies. On your eyes. For you baby I want to take you. Out to the fair. Here's a red rose. Ribbon for your hair I'll shoot
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When you walk through the garden. You gotta watch your back. Well, I beg your pardon. Walk the straight and narrow track. If you walk with Jesus. He's gonna save your soul. You gotta keep the de
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Well, time is always money for the boys on Union Square. Go on and bust your ass 'til doomsday, don't forget to say your prayers. Someone's riding down the backstreet, said papa got a brand new slac
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Now, George was a good straight boy to begin with, but there was bad blood. In him; someway he got into the magic bullets and that leads straight to. Devil's work, just like marijuana leads to heroi
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Well, cutting through the cane break, rattling the sill. Thunder that the rain makes when the shadow tops the hill. Big light on the back street, hill to ever more. Packing down the ladder with the
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Come on along with the Black Rider. We'll have a gay old time. Lay down in the web of the black spider. I'll drink your blood like wine So, come on in it. Ain't no sin take. Take off your skin.
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Well, you play that tarantella, all the hounds will start to roar. The boys all go to hell and then the Cubans hit the floor. They drive along the pipeline, they tango 'til they're sore. They take
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Well it's hotter 'n blazes and all the long faces. There'll be no oasis for a dry local grazier. There'll be no refreshment for a thirsty jackaroo. From Melbourne to Adelaide on the overlander. Wi
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Well, Jesus gonna be here. Gonna be here soon. he's gonna cover us up with leaves. With a blanket from the moon. With a promise and a vow. And a lullaby for my brow. Jesus gonna be here. Gonna
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