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Every last blind pulled when |
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I walk down the street |
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The only sound |
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I hear is my tired heartbeat |
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Well, sometimes |
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I feel just like a motherless child, yeah |
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Motherless child, yeah |
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This place once had a name, the people once had faces |
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In every town |
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I find it's the same sad situation |
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Sometimes |
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I feel just like a countryless man, yeah |
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Countryless man, yeah |
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My father tried to break me, my mother, she tried to raise |
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The county correct me from my wild ways |
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My father tried to break me, my mother, she tried to raise |
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The county correct me from my wild ways |
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I once saw figures about a mile off |
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So I waited in the woods until they were gone |
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Sometimes |
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I feel just like a wandering dog, yeah |
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Wandering dog, yeah |
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My father tried to break me, my mother, she tried to raise |
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The county correct me from my wild ways |
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My father tried to break me, my mother, she tried to raise |
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The county correct me from my wild ways |
