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Well it's by the hush, me boys, and sure that's to hold your noise. And listen to poor Paddy's sad narration. I was by hunger pressed, and in poverty distressed. So I took a thought I'd leave the I
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I work on the front line, I work to survive. I sleep in a fever, So this is my life I cry in my sleep, cry boy, cry boy. It just makes me weep when I try, how I try. I know what it means to work ha
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I'm always treading on dangerous ground. And everything seems to be upside down. Are you practicing for judgement day?. Or do you really mean those things you say?. Chorus. Day after day, night a
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I was dancing in heaven, you were keeping time. Then I read your letter, sent shivers down my spine. Said our love was over, I was not the one. If it lasts forever, forever wouldn't be much fun. (
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I was under the Calvary Cross. The pale-faced lady she said to me. I've watched you with my one green eye. And I'll hurt you 'till you need me. You scuff your heels and you spit on your shoes. Yo
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Was there ever a winter so cold and so sad?. The river too weary to flood. The storm in the wind cut through to my skin. But she cut through to my blood. I was looking for trouble to tangle my lin
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Bushbaby-she's the one I want. She's got a natural sense of right and wrong. Bushbaby-she's the one I need. One minute she's here and the next she's gone. Chorus. And I know-Bushbaby-What I want-
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You told me you loved me. So I don't understand. Why promises are snapped in two. And words are made to bend. (the bigger, the better). Some stolen from japan. Collected from around the world,.
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Every morning I get up. Before that rooster crows. Heading straight to somewhere. I don't even wanna go Eggs and bacon in my belly. And a Folgers coffee buzz. Good ol' radar detector. It protect
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Somebody's watching me. And now I'm nervous and I shouldn't be. Somebody's got their eye on me. Perhaps I should invite him up for tea?. We saw him smoking by the newspaper stand. There's somethi
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I've heard about guys that go off the deep end. Slap out of their minds, and sometimes they dive in. To whiskey and women and all sorts of sinnin'. Over a thing like a heartache. Well, mine's brok
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Chorus. There's a big hole in the ground. There's a big fight all around,. There's a big hole in the ground,. For the fools gold. And everything is precious, and everything is clear. I don't wan