Verse 1:
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Shapes
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Of things before my eyes
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Just teach me to despise
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Will time make man more wise
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Verse 2:
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Here
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Within my lonely frame
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My eyes just hurt my brain
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But will they seem the same
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Chorus:
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Come tomorrow
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Will I be older
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Come tomorrow
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May be a soldier
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Come tomorrow
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Will I be bolder
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Than today?
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Verse 3:
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Now
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The trees are almost green
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But will they still be seen
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Where time and tide have been
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Verse 4:
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Fallen
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Into your passing hands
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Please don't destroy these lands
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Don't make them desert sands
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[repeat chorus]
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Guitar solo:
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Verse 5:
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Soon
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I hope that I will find
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Loves deep within my mind
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That won't disgrace my kind
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| Allman Brothers Band |
