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Every road I stand upon |
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Every new place that I find |
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Loving someone, remembering more |
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Always something takes my time |
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CHORUS: |
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What would have happened if I'd stayed around |
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Would I have been with you? |
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What would have happened if I'd stayed around |
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Would I have been with you? |
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The sun sets on singers on the sands out of sight |
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Walking their weary ways back home |
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My head is not heavy but my eyes and arms are full |
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One thought's lingering to roam |
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Girls in their forties and girls in their teens |
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Girls with their husbands far from home |
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Some with their hair down and some with their eyes closed |
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All with their ribbons well undone |
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Man by a roadside and in a factory |
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Drivers on wagons going north |
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Friends in a public bar with the dartboard as their guard |
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Never turn to ask me what I'm worth |
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CHORUS |
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Buying a present for a newborn child |
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Drowning in whisky and gin |
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Watching a girl child cry to my face |
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With her mother asking where I've been |
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