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Tonight's the night, |
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tonight's the night |
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Tonight's the night, |
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tonight's the night |
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Tonight's the night, |
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tonight's the night |
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Tonight's the night, |
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tonight's the night. |
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Bruce Berry was a working man |
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He used to load that Econoline van. |
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A sparkle was in his eye |
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But his life was in his hands. |
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Well, late at night |
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when the people were gone |
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He used to pick up my guitar |
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And sing a song in a shaky voice |
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That was real as the day was long. |
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Tonight's the night, yes it is, |
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tonight's the night |
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Tonight's the night, yes it is, |
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tonight's the night. |
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Early in the mornin' |
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at the break of day |
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He used to sleep |
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until the afternoon. |
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If you never heard him sing |
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I guess you won't too soon. |
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'Cause people let me tell you |
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It sent a chill |
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up and down my spine |
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When I picked up the telephone |
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And heard that he'd died |
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out on the mainline. |
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Tonight's the night, |
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tonight's the night |
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Tonight's the night, |
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tonight's the night. |
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Bruce Berry was a working man |
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He used to load that Econoline van. |
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Well, early in the morning |
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at just about the break of day |
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He used to sleep |
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until the afternoon. |
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Tonight's the night, yes it is, |
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tonight's the night |
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Tonight's the night, |
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tonight's the night |
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Tonight's the night, |
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tonight's the night |
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Tonight's the night, |
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tonight's the night. |
