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OO-OO-OO,
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OO-OO-OO.
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THROWN LIKE A STAR IN MY VAST SLEEP,
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I OPENED MY EYES TO TAKE A PEEP.
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TO FIND THAT I WAS BY THE SEA,
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GAZING WITH TRANQUILITY.
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'TWAS THEN WHEN THE HURDY GURDY MAN
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COME SINGING SONGS OF LOVE.
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THEN WHEN THE HURDY GURDY MAN
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COME SINGING SONGS OF LOVE.
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HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, GURDY, HE SANG.
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HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, GURDY, HE SANG.
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HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, GURDY, HE SANG.
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WAH-WAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAH
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HISTORIES OF AGES PAST,
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UNENLIGHTENED SHADOWS CAST.
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DOWN THROUGH ALL ETERNITY,
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THE CRYING OF HUMANITY.
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'TIS THEN WHEN THE HURDY GURDY MAN
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COME SINGING THE SONGS OF LOVE.
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THEN WHEN THE HURDY GURDY MAN
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COME SINGING THE SONG OF LOVE.
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HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, GURDY, HE SANG.
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HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, GURDY, HE SANG.
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HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, GURDY, HE SANG.
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When I wrote this song I was in India with four Beatles, one Beach Boy and Mia Farrow.
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We were gathered together one day in the Maharishi's bungalow, these four Beatles,
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one Beach Boy and Mia Farrow.
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There was an embarrenced silence in the room. Maharishi he sat crosslegged on the floor, on his disc
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as was his wold. And John Lennon, the wit and the humorous, he decided to break the the slence so he
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walked up to the Maharishi as he sat on the floor and he patted him on the head and he said:
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"There's a good guru!"
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We all laughed and Maharashi laughed the loudest.
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Later that night as we were gathered together on the roof of our bungalow, under the tropical Indian stars,
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we brought out the guitars and I started to write this song. It went like this:
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OO-OO-OO,
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OO-OO-OO.
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And George Harrison he turned to me and he said:
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"I could write a verse for that song, Donovan."
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And he did, but I never recorded it!
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But would you like to hear that long lost verse of George?
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YEAH!
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Okay, George wrote, I love George, he said this:
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WHEN THE TRUTH GETS BURIED DEEP
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BENEATH THE THOUSAND YEARS OF SLEEP
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TIME DEMANDS A TURN AROUND
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AND ONCE AGAIN THE TRUTH IS FOUND.
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Yeah, George!
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AWAKENING THE HURDY GURDY MAN
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WHO COMES SINGING SONGS OF LOVE.
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THEN WHEN THE HURDY GURDY MAN
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THEY COME SINGING SONGS OF LOVE.
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HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, GURDY, HE SANG.
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HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, GURDY, HE SANG.
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HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, GURDY, HE SANG.
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HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURDY, HURDY GURD.
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HO!
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HURDY GURDY MAN
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| george harrison |
