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Strolling down the highway with my shoes in my hand |
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I don't talk much i'm a quiet man |
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Beauty and silence both run deep |
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And running like crazy while you are alseep |
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Chorus: |
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You got news for me,i got nothing for you |
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Don't pin your blues on me |
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Just go ahead and do whatever you wish to |
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Last monday night i saw a fight |
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Between wednesday and thursday over saturday night |
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Tuesday asked me what was going on i said, |
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"sunday's in the meadow and friday's in the corn." |
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Repeat chorus: |
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Hocus-pocus, maladjusted |
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Don't you think my tears get rusted |
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Steady losing means you ain't using |
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What you really think is right |
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Repeat chorus: |
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Oodles of light what a beautiful sight |
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Both of god's eyes are shining tonight |
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Rays and beams of incredible dreams |
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And i am a quiet man. |
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Oodles of light what a beautiful sight |
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Both of god's eyes are shining tonight |
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Rays and beams of incredible dreams |
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And i am a quiet man. |
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Oodles of light what a beautiful sight |
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Both of god's eyes are shining tonight |
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Rays and beams of incredible dreams |
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And i am a quiet man. |
