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Half and hour you change your strings and tune up |
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Sizing the room up |
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Checking the bar |
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Local girls unspoken conversations |
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Misinformation |
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Plays the guitar |
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They say jonah was swallowed by a whale |
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But i say there's no truth to that tale |
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I know jonah |
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Was swallowed by a song |
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No one lets their dreams be taken lightly |
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They hold them tightly |
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Warm against cold |
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One more year of traveling 'round this ciruit |
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Then you can work it into gold |
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Here's to all the boys who came along |
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Carrying soft guitars in cardboard cases |
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All night long |
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Do you wonder where those boys have gone? |
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Do you wonder where those boys have gone? |
