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I have seen the mornin' burnin' |
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Golden on the mountain in the sky |
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Achin' with the feelin' of the freedom |
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Of an eagle when she flies |
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Turnin' on the world the way |
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She smiled upon my soul as I lay dying |
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Healin' as the colors in the sunshine |
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And the shadows of her eyes |
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Waking in the mornin' to the feelin' |
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Of her fingers on my skin |
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Wipin' out the traces of the people |
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And the places that I've been |
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Teaching me that yesterday |
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Was something that I never thought of trying |
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Talkin' of tomorrow and the money |
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Love and time we had to spend |
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Loving her was easier than anything I'll ever do again |
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Coming close together with a feeling |
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That I've never known before in my time |
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She ain't ashamed to be a woman |
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Or afraid to be a friend |
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I don't know the answer to the easy way |
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She opened every door in my mind |
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But dreamin' was as easy as |
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Believing it was never gonna end |
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And loving her was easier than anything I'll ever do again |