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On the side of the dirt road |
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An old Chevy wreck |
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I climbed through the window |
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I sat in the back |
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I gathered my thoughts |
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With my head in my hands |
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My next of kin |
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My list of demands |
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I slipped from shadow to shadow |
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I saw things |
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I should not see |
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The moon rose high |
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Over the Garden |
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The Garden of |
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Gethsemane |
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I know who |
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I'm for And who |
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I'm against |
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I pulled the shades tight |
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I built me a fence |
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I dug a tunnel |
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Deep and wide |
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I sit at the bottom |
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And wait for the night |
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I slipped from shadow to shadow |
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I saw things |
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I should not see |
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The moon rose high |
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Over the Garden |
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The Garden of |
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Gethsemane |
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Morning has come |
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Clean clothes on the line |
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There'll be no tomorrow |
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I rise and |
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I shine If you swallow the coin |
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From the wishing well |
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Your dreams will come true |
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In heaven or hell |
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I slipped from shadow to shadow |
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I saw things |
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I should not see |
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The moon rose high |
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Over the Garden |
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The Garden of |
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Gethsemane |
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Take my hand |
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Down we go |
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Take my hand, love |
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Down we go |
