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One fine morning |
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I'm gonna ride out |
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Yeah, one fine morning |
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I'm gonna ride out |
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Just me and the skeleton crew |
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We're gonna ride out in a country kind of silence |
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We're gonna ride out in a country silence |
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Yeah one fine morning |
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Yeah it's all coming back to me now |
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My apocalypse, my apocalypse |
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The curtain rose and burned in the morning sun |
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Yeah the curtain rose and burned in the morning sun |
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And the mountains |
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And the mountains bowed down |
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In the morning sun |
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Like a ballet of the heart |
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Yeah the mountains bowed down |
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Like a ballet |
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In the morning sun |
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And the baby and we all lay in state |
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Yeah the baby and we all lay in state |
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And I say "Hey! no more drovering!" |
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I say "Hey! no more drovering!" |
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When the earth turns cold |
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And the earth turns black |
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Will I feel you riding on my back? |
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Yeah when the earth turns cold |
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And the earth turns black |
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Will I feel you riding on my back? |
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And for I am a part of the road |
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Yeah I am a part of the road |
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The hardest part |
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The hardest part |
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My apocalypse |
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