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Yes, it's cold by the river where you lay |
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In this godless place I kneel down and I pray |
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God help us through the night |
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God help us through the night |
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Your voice would fill the night |
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I think of yesterday |
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I want to hold you |
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Your worn out hands don't touch me now |
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Your words don't mean anything |
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God help us through the night |
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God help us through the night |
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Through this foolish night |
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In your golden arms I want to cry |
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I want you to hold me |
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Evil comes, slips through the dark night |
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'Cause it's cold by the river where you lay |
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God help us through the night |
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God help us through the night |
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Through this foolish night |
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In your golden arms I want to cry |
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Yes, it's cold by the river where you lay |
