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There's a place by the river in the back of my mind |
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Daddy you showed me but back than I was blind |
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Just give me directions I promise I'll go |
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Please let me see 'cos I'm too young to know |
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Let me see 'cos I'm too young to know |
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I found what I searched for a warm August night |
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In a dream in a desert I was high as a kite |
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When I finally learned how to manage my states |
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I poured out my heart on the Buffalo Tapes |
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On those beautiful Buffalo Tapes |
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Give me one if by land |
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Give me two if by sea |
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Give me three if my cool friends are asking for me |
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Tell them I have gone fishing |
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And that no one knows where |
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'Cos daddy they hate me when I am not there |
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Oh they hate me when I am not there |
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Oh the tip of my pen has run totally dry |
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From hundreds of letters to you asking why |
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They sent invitations they hated my stay |
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They're shooting my wings while I'm flying away |
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They're shooting my wings away |
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And now I'm so happy that I've broken free |
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Daddy is it all that I hoped it would be |
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Will the rain make my river grow into a flow |
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Please let me see 'cos I'm too young to know |
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Let me see 'cos I'm too young to know |
