From Ten Sad Songs:
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The pause of the morning, it gave me a chill And I knew I'd soon have to decide Tired of living, just to pay off my bills So I packed up without a goodbye I found me a place to stay out from the cold Where the air and the fishing was free And my crazy ways I did not have to hide On the banks of the black swanee Only wanted a place of my own Some land and a garden to grow But in the end I could not dance alone So I packed up and headed back home I traded the quiet for the roar of the crowds The dawn for the big city lights Got me a job at a bank here downtown And I drank away my lonely nights How I dreamt of that place of my own Where I could remain as I am And I dreaded the way that I headed back home When the solitude I couldn't stand Then fate found a girl with the moon in her eyes And a beauty of likes never seen But her heart was a treasure to never be mine And she left me in sheer misery Take me back to that place of my own Where no one can hear a man cry I don't care if I must die alone I know now to not comprimise I know now to not comprimise |
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