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Don't you know that the angels |
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In some wild and secret heart |
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Doubt for those who get the wrong things |
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Those who want to get caught |
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You don't have to doubt no more |
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You don't have to count on cryin' |
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No one can win a heart like yours |
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But damned if he ain't tryin' |
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Put on your diamond shoes |
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Put on your diamond shoes |
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The ones you talk about |
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That shine like brand new |
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The ones you've no place to wear |
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Sure you'll never use |
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The ones you look so pretty in |
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Go put on your diamond shoes |
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There is no rain comes down |
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You don't carry in your hand |
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For whoever gets the wrong things right |
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Since no one understands |
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There is no flower |
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I knowDeserving of your hair |
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But damned if he don't come every night |
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To try and pin one there |
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Put on your diamond shoes |
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Put on your diamond shoes |
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The ones you talk about |
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The ones you're scared to use |
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You don't have to doubt no more |
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They'll always shine like new |
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You'll look so pretty walkin' in |
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Your diamond shoes |
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Where the road was wet and rough |
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You kicked and swore them off |
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Now it's gettin' on time |
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They were back swingin' at your side |
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Put on your diamond shoes |
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Put on your diamond shoes |
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You'll look so pretty walkin' in |
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Your diamond shoes |
