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I have nowhere to sleep tonight |
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Not a place to lay my head |
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If I don't get near some kindling, dear |
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Somebody's gonna find me dead |
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Now when I left you, babe, I thought my life would turn |
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But ever since that day this heart just burns, burns, burns |
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Trying to make my way back to you |
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But, honey, I lost my way |
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Can't even find me a place to stay |
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'Cause I have nowhere to sleep tonight |
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Not a place to lay my head |
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If I don't get near some kindling, dear |
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Somebody's gonna find me dead |
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I wandered coast to coast trying to earn my keep |
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But a couple bucks a day don't buy this rambler a place to sleep |
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And that Old Man Winter, he's a-keeping me on the run |
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Never to find my home |
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'Cause I have nowhere to sleep tonight |
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Not a place to lay my head |
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If I don't get near some kindling, dear |
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Somebody's gonna find me dead |
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I was keeping myself warm on a park bench with the local press |
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When I saw your picture in the Socials in a long, white dress |
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You've found another man with whom you can raise a tent |
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I'm just trying to raise my rent |
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'Cause I have nowhere to sleep tonight |
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Not a place to lay my head |
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If I don't get near some kindling, dear |
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Somebody's gonna find me dead |
