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Oh all the money that in my whole life I did spend |
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Be it mine right or wrongfully |
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I let it slip gladly to my friends |
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To tie up the time most forcefully |
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But the bottles are done we've killed each one |
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And the tables full and overflowed |
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And the corner sign says it's closing time |
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So I'll bid farewell and be down the road |
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Oh every girl that ever l've touched |
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I did not do it harmfully |
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And every girl that ever I've hurt |
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I did not do it knowingly |
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But to remain as friends |
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You need the time to make amends |
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And stay behind |
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And since my feet are now fast |
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And point away from the past |
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I'll bid farewell and be down the line |
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Oh every foe that ever I faced |
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The cause was there before we came |
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And every cause that ever I fought |
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I fought it full without regret or shame |
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But the dark does die |
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As the curtain is drawn |
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And somebody's eyes must meet the dawn |
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And if I see the day I'd only have to stay |
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So I'll bid farewell in the night and be gone |
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Oh every thought that's strung a knot in my mind |
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I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung |
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But it's not to stand naked under unknowin' eyes |
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It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung |
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But the time ain't tall |
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If on time you depend |
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And no word is possessed by no special friend |
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And though the line is cut it ain't quite the end |
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I'll just bid farewell till we meet again |
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Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time |
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To disgrace distract and bother me |
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And the dirt of gossip blows into my face |
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And the dust of rumors covers me |
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But if the arrow is straight and the point is slick |
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It can pierce through dust no matter how thick |
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So I'll make my stand and remain as I am |
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And bid farewell and not give a damn |
