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Hull |
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May the road you ride be kind |
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May all your troubles stay behind |
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May you find what you are looking for |
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And may the good wolf never go blind. |
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Wooo ! |
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Let the four wild gale winds roar |
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Let winter howl some more |
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I will hold you close and comfort you |
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And keep the bad wolf from the door. |
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Think I've passed this way before |
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Many moons ago or more |
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And I loved you then and I always will |
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Keep the bad wolf from the door. |
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Out in the wild, a frightened little child |
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Calls for peace of mind. |
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Every bridge has to be spanned |
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Every helping must have a hand |
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Every man is born a wilderness |
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And the wild wolf understands. |
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Out in the wild, a frightened little child |
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Calls for peace of mind. |
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May the road you ride be kind |
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May all your troubles stay behind |
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May you find what you are looking for |
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And may the good wolf never go blind. |