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I had a few more questions |
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I never knew to ask |
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You were feeling downhearted |
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The last time we parted |
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With a shock of white hair |
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Life has changed a lot you know |
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And I'm kind of scared of that |
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It bottoms out in seconds flat |
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You said you had a good friend |
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He died so needlessly |
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Knocked over by a garbage truck |
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They threw him down |
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Then they picked him up |
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And your son was back home again |
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Your little boy and his children |
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He's fighting off a mean disease |
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That's killing off his faculties |
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Tell me a little joke |
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Let's play the dozens |
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Say something about my mama |
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In a veiled quadrille round |
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I'm just a white girl from a segregated town |
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And I'm looking for some answers |
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That I haven't found |
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I remember Memphis |
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Like it was yesterday |
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And a Ford station wagon |
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So full of us it was dragging |
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With your books in our grasping hands |
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We heard you speak |
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We made our plans |
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To hoist the flag and rule the world |
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All the hopes we had unfurled |
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Tell me a little joke |
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Let's play the dozens |
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Say something about my mama |
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In a veiled quadrille round |
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I'm just a white girl from a segregated town |
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And I'm looking for some answers |
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That I haven't found |
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I want to be just like you |
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I want to love first, I do |
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Look people in the eye |
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Make them feel good |
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Then I'll make them think |
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Just like you would |
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Y'all were off on a night stroll |
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Down the capitol boulevards |
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You were emboldening another son |
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Of this grand nation |
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I would vote for you for president |
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But you're floating with the butterflies |
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Soaring with the seagulls |
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Or the eagle as he takes the skies |
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Let's eat some democratic soup |
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And Eastern Market cheese |
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Meals with you and Cornelia |
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Were my most precious memories |
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I don't know what the hell to do |
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Please give me a little tap |
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Tell me I can take it |
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That I won't bottom out in seconds flat |
