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I remember what my daddy taught me' |
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Bout how one risky is in a cold ditch |
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And one more thing about good and evil |
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You can't tell which is which |
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Well, if the rest is lost and history |
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Or maybe wasted on a fool like me |
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And that these bare bones |
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Would leave me something after all |
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Old Hamlet's done now, dead and gone |
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And there's no ghost who walks |
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Poor [Incomprehensible] tells you everything he knows |
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With no tongue to talk |
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It seems the truth is hidden where the sun don't shine |
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And I'm never certain if it's their's or mine |
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It's just the bare bones |
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They give you that much after all |
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They preached the gospel down in [Incomprehensible] |
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They preached it in school |
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It never made much sense to me |
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Wonder if it was supposed to |
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You go on down a millionaires road |
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Watch a while, tell me what do you see |
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The truth itself, nothing but a gamble |
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It might or might not set you free |
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I guess, my old man was hard to read |
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And I don't really know what |
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I believed |
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But in these bare bones |
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There's something lovely after all |