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Give her back and give him back to her |
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Her Charlie stayed fenced in on underwood road, she grew old and |
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She forever took off her riding boots |
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You've been handed a year |
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Don't let yourself forget you know the right way |
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Don't leave those dirt trails dead |
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Always heard the roar for miles, ears were always burning |
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Don't listen to what the holders told you |
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Don't look to what the old will writers left you |
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I'm proud of you now, I've missed you for years |
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Seems like it's just holidays, |
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We chase yellows you and I, we chase yellows you and I |
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Shortest sleep, longest dreams of downing beating hearts |
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Don't walk, just roll down the aisles |
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Don't contort to the shape of easy, don't settle for just better or worse |
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Don't set in your ways, |
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You know you can lean into me, you can lean into me, |
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Bluest gills, grayest eyes, lean into me |
