I am levitating somewhere down the road
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With a price on my head and the shadow of a black crow
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He's been on my tail for close to three days
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Just a little souvenir of my wicked ways
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I would rather die fast than to ever live slow
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Father forgive me what my mother don't know
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The scratch marks on my soul
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From the shadow of a black crow
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I've got a box of reds and a bottle of the blues
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Comes a time in your life honey you've gotta choose
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My belly's on fire from the acid of the truth
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All the untold lies of my misspent youth
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I would rather die fast than to ever live slow
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Father forgive me what my mother don't know
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The scratch marks on my soul
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From the shadow of a black crow
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It's pretty when you're young just a pity when you're old, yeah
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Am I running away or am I closer to home
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The lines and the signs and the miles go by
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No one ever bothered to even ask me why
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So I am disappearing into this road
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With a six pack of sorrow and the shadow of a black crow
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I would rather die fast than to ever live slow
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Father forgive me what my mother don't know
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The scratch marks on my soul
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From the shadow of a black crow
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The Shadow Of A Black Crow
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| Melissa Etheridge |
