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She'd know in her time |
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She was young |
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A year to die |
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She had gazed a mile |
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In the corner in the night |
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And a man come to her |
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In the dead of old winter |
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And the doldrums (?) |
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To touch her body and her mind |
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Singing, Dum-diddle-dum |
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Days of fun, days of rum |
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Singing, Dum-diddle-dum |
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Days of fun, days of rum |
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Scarlet in the morning |
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Raise the bloody blind |
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Oh, she'd know in her time |
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She young |
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And young to die |
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But the roses never came |
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She was just some (?) |
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And in her bed, she bleeds |
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As she dreamt of a dying (?) |
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Singing, Dum-diddle-dum |
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Days of fun, days of rum |
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Singing, Dum-diddle-dum |
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Days of fun, days of rum |
