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Bad news, bad news |
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Came to me where I sleep |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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Sayin' one of your friends |
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Is in trouble deep |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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Tell me the trouble |
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Tell once to my ear |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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Juliet prison |
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And ninety-nine years |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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Oh what is the charge |
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Of how this came to be? |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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Manslaughter |
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In the highest of degrees |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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I sat down and wrote |
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The best words I could write |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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Explaining to the judge |
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I'd be there on Wednesday night |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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Without a reply |
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I left by the moon |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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And was in his chambers |
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By the next afternoon |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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"Did you tell me the facts?" |
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I said without fear |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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That a friend of mine |
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Would get ninety-nine years |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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A crash on the highway |
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Flew the car to a field |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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There was four persons killed |
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And he was at the wheel |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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But I know him as good |
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As I'm knowin' myself |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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And he wouldn't harm a life |
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That belonged to someone else |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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The judge spoke |
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Out of the side of his mouth |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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Sayin', "The witness who saw |
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He left little doubt" |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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That may be true |
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He's got a sentence to serve |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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But ninety-nine years |
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He just don't deserve |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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Too late, too late |
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For his case it is sealed |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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His sentence is passed |
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And it cannot be repealed |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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But he ain't no criminal |
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And his crime it is none |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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What happened to him |
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Could happen to anyone |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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And at that the judge jerked forward |
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And his face it did freeze |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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Sayin', "Could you kindly leave |
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My office now, please" |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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The room was funny |
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And I stood up so slow |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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With no other choice |
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Except but far to go |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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I walked down the hall way |
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And I heard his door slam |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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I walked down the courthouse stairs |
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And I did not understand |
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Turn, turn to the rain |
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And the wind |
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And I played my guitar |
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Through the night to the day |
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Turn, turn, turn again |
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And the only tune |
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My guitar could play |
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Was, "Oh the cruel rain |
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And the wind" |