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It's a long long way to home again, |
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Carryin' a heavy load. |
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Wake God's child before the dawn, |
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Pure as a pot o' gold. |
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And when you go to sleep at night, |
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Tell me whether demons come |
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And drag you down with both hands |
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To where it's hotter than the burnin' sun. |
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How far can you run? |
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When the darkness falls around me, |
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I can hear the wind blow. |
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Wailin' through the pine tree, |
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Ghost of a troubled soul. |
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Everything that goes around, |
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Comes around in time. |
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Don't wait on redemption, |
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It's never gonna take your side! |
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How long can you hide?(fiddle solo) |
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Blackbird on a high wire, |
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Afraid of what he saw. |
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Named their only witness, |
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He won't sing any more. |
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And when you go to sleep at night, |
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Tell me whether demons come, |
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And drag your soul down below |
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How far can you run? |
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Soon your day will come! |
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Soon your day will come! |
