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I'm in a lonely room |
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Hank Williams sings a lovesick blues |
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Winter's walking up the avenue |
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But I ain't seen the sunshine since the 6th o' June |
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But I tell ya this |
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Don't call the doctor |
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I'm gonna get better |
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Don't run for the priest |
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I'm gonna find some faith |
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Just because I burned my bible baby |
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It don't mean i'm too sick to pray |
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I'm in a crowded place yeah |
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But I can't recognise a single face |
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And they say the thrill is in the chase |
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Well I ain't got the legs I aint got the legs to run that race |
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But I tell ya this |
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Don't call the doctor |
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I'm gonna get better |
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Don't run for the priest |
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I'm gonna find some faith |
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Just because I burned my bible baby |
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It don't mean i'm too sick to pray |
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Better burn a candle bright |
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Raise up some ghosts tonight |
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They say I made my money messing up young minds |
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Stopped the congregation 'n i left em all cryin' |
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In the rain, yeah left 'em with their pain |
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Exit your boy with his ill gotten gains |
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Well the blood runs deep and the blood runs cold |
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As the knife slits on another sucker is born |
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Thrown into this world alone |
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Doctor came a'knockin wasn't nobody home |
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Ease the pain |
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Don't call the doctor |
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I'm gonna get better |
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Don't run for the priest |
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I'm gonna find some faith |
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Just because I burned my bible baby |
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It don't mean i'm too sick to pray |