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Where are my boys? |
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They are in deepest water |
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Where are they now? |
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They are over the hill and far away |
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But they are broken men who lie low |
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Waiting for miracles |
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Old men of rock and roll |
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Came bearing music |
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Where are they now? |
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They are over the hill and far away |
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But they're still gonna play guitars |
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On dead strings and old drums |
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They'll play and play to pass the time |
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The old wild men, old wild men |
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Old wild men, waiting for miracles |
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Lord, have mercy upon the many |
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Lord, have mercy upon the few |
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Lord, have mercy upon the many |
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Lord, have mercy on me and on you |
