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Many rivers to cross |
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But I can't seem to find my way over |
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Wandering I am lost |
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As I travel along white cliffs of Dover |
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Many rivers to cross |
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And it's only my will that keeps me alive |
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I've been licked, washed up for years |
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And I merely survive because of my pride |
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And this loneliness won't leave me alone |
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It's such a drag to be on your own |
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My baby left me and he didn't say why |
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Well I guess I'll have to try |
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Many rivers to cross |
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But just where to begin |
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I'm playing for time |
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There have been times I find myself thinking of committing |
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Some dreadful crime |
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I've got many rivers to cross |
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But I can't seem to find my way over |
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Wandering I am lost |
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As I travel along white cliffs of Dover |