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King |
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Hey Rosalyn, hey Rosalyn. |
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Woman with the beautiful eyes |
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I don't have to hear your lies |
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You're going with another man |
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I saw you late last night |
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He ain't no music man |
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I can't stop crying, you've gone and left me all alone. |
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Hey Rosalyn. |
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Why did you have to go |
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And leave the travelling show ? |
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And go with the bearded man |
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Whose house is full of gold |
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Now I have to sing on my own |
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Rosalyn, I need you, I just wanted you to know. |
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Hey Rosalyn. |
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My eyes are set in deep |
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At night I cannot sleep |
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I sit down on the rocks |
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You're lucky charm I keep |
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Watching the sun going down |
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Wishing I could hold you, run my fingers through your hair. |
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Hey Rosalyn. |
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I cry for the girl whose gone |
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But I must carry on |
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Playing in the travelling show |
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Singing the sad sad songs |
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I'm just a music man |
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Hoping that I'll find her before my body gets too old. |
