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[Intro] |
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I'd like to do a song about fate called "There But for Fortune," a song written for me by Miss Joan Baez. |
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[Verse 1] |
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Show me a prison, show me a jail |
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Show me a prison man whose face is growing pale |
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And I'll show you a young man with many reasons why |
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And there but for fortune may go you or I |
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[Verse 2] |
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Show me an alley, show me a train |
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Show me a hobo who sleeps out in the rain |
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And I'll show you a young man with many reasons why |
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And there but for fortune may go you or I |
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[Verse 3] |
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Show me the whiskey stains on the floor |
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Show me a drunken man as he stumbles out the door |
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And I'll show you a young man with many reasons why |
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And there but for fortune may go you or I |
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[Verse 4] |
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Show me the country where the bombs had to fall |
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Show me the ruins of the buildings once so tall |
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And I'll show you a young land with so many reasons why |
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And there but for fortune may go you or I, or I |
