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Margaret Barry broke my heart, with her stories and a harp. |
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Like a moment in the dark, Margaret Barry broke my heart. |
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Margaret Barry stole my breath, with a banjo against her breast, |
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Let the candles sing a prayer like a crowd of stars in her hair |
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In your face another time, I can trace every line, |
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Runs me through like a knife, I think I've known you all my life |
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Now Margaret Barry has gone away but her voice still wrecks my day, |
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Like a murder in the park Margaret Barry broke my heart |
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Margaret Barry broke my heart, Margaret Barry broke my heart. |
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Margaret married the clear air, rode her bicycle everywhere |
