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Well I was walking alone |
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Down those city roads |
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When a man asked me |
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\"May I please have some gold?\" |
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So I reached within |
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I gave him all that I could loan |
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And he said in my return |
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I'll play you the last great song |
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And so he reached for his guitar |
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He put the notes in proper tone |
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And before he began he said |
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There's something you should know |
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Now the words they aren't done |
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And I probably sing it wrong |
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But if you look beyond the flaws |
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You will hear the last great song |
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And the man began to play |
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And the melody would grow |
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To the mountains high |
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From those valleys below |
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And as it came to an end |
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He held the last note long |
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And then he said My friend |
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You've just heard the last great song |
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He said I'd love for you to stay |
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But I'm sure you've got to go |
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But whatever song you play |
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Make sure that all the people know |
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That the words they're never done |
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And you'll probably sing it wrong |
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But if they look beyond the flaws |
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They will hear the last great song |
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And his voice stayed in my head |
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And his melody would grow |
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To the mountains high |
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From those valleys below |
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And as it came to an end |
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He held the last note long |
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And then he said my friend |
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You've just heard the last great song |
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And so I walked on my way |
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Walked about a block or two |
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When someone must have paid |
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Cause' I swear I heard the tune |
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Of a sound so sweet |
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Of a sky so blue |
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And he played it complete' |
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Til everybody knew |
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And the man sang loudAnd it echoed through the dark |
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From 14th streetThrough all of Central Park |
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And as it came to an end |
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He held the last note long |
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And then he said My friend |
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You've just heard the last great song |
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The last great song |
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The last great song |
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And then he said my friend |
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You've just heard the last great song |